We headed to Medellin for a five night stay in the city after deep relaxation in the coffee region. The area we stayed is a nice area called Zona Rosa, which is where most tourists stay in the city. We were a 4 block walk to a Parque Lleras, a little park surrounded by restaurants and discos which was a weekend hot spot.
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| Modern architecture in Medellin at Parque Lleras |
Once we got used to the neighborhood and realized it was quite safe and we weren't going to get murdered or kidnapped, we enjoyed wandering around the neighborhood. We had a fun dinner on Friday night when the park was buzzing with people. Colombians really enjoy their weekends and love to party.
Medellin still has the stigma of "murder capital of the world" for most people from home, and it took a few days to fully shake that from our minds.
The city is very nice in areas, but also has a lot of slums where it wouldn't be safe for foreigners. It's a good reminder of how lucky we are to live in a wealthy and affluent city.
On Saturday we went to the Museo de Antiquia downtown in the main plaza. It is an art museum that has a huge collection of works by Fernando Botero, as well as permanent collections of Colombian art and a great modern exhibit of works from 1968 - 1972. It is a large museum, and we thought it was excellent.
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Voluminous (not fat, we were told) Botero sculptures in Plaza Botero, downtown.
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Botero is the most famous artist in Colombia, and was born in Medellin in 1932. He style is distinct, with all of his subjects and landscapes having a voluminous style. He started with mostly oil paintings, and later began doing sculptures.
After the museum we had a lovely snack at the cafe on the steps of the museum, overlooking the large plaza. The place started coming alive, and it is certainly the place to come for middle class Colombians on a Sunday. There were also college kids doing musical interpretive dance in the plaza that was drawing quite a crowd.
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Stacie at Plaza Botero.
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It was a really great day, and it was time to grab a cab back to our Hotel. A few minutes into the ride we witnessed a dead body in the road from a motorcycle accident that must have just happened. First responders were onsite, but for whatever reason, the body remained in the road. Ugh, didn't need to see that.
After being traumatized, we realized we were going through new neighborhoods. Justin asked the cab driver with his 20 words of Spanish, and we hoped that he'd get back on track. 15 minutes later we're basically to the outskirts of Medellin, way past our hotel, still going the wrong way. Stacie yelled Senor! Donde??? After a few minutes we start heading the right way, but with a lot more turns that necessary. It was infuriating to be so powerless. Had we spoken spanish, we could have called him out.
In most other foreign cities we would have hopped out at a stop light and found another cab, but this being Medellin, we were way to chicken.
As soon as we recognized that we were in a safe area, we got out. What should have been a 20 minute ride took over an hour and cost 3x as much. We realize that cabbies around the world are known to rip off non-native speakers and tourists, but in Colombia, this had us a bit freaked out. We should've taken the metro (light rail).
After we got out of the cab we walked for 30 minutes back to our hotel, and it was nice to stretch our legs and work off some anxiety.
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| Justin at Fellini Hambuerguesa Gourmet. |
The next day we had a lazy Sunday in our hotel, and went to a fantastic burger joint just 2 blocks away. The food was good even by U.S. standards! Justin had an avocado burger and mojito, and Stacie had great veggie tacos piled high with avocado. Yummm!