We try and move the seating arrangement around on the truck and today I sat next to Chris from Devon. I’m sure he won’t mind me pointing out that he’s an older gentleman by the standards of this sort of trip. Chris was accompanied by his wife, Elisabeth. We’ll let Elisabeth off on the strange name spelling on account of her being French. Chris has been to something like 98 countries in the world and is attempting to chalk off as many as possible. This trip was an relatively inexpensive and safe way for Chris and Elisabeth to visit Colombia. I was quizzing him on places where he’d been. I’d say, “Have you been to ………. Chris?” Usually the answer was yes. “Any good?” I’d ask, before getting the Judith Chalmers review.
Emma, who was driving, was doing a great job of getting around Colombia. I certainly wouldn’t fancy driving a car let alone a big clumsy truck in these conditions. It also seemed that some of the places we were stay were not the most accessible for such a vehicle. Tonight’s campsite was the perfect example. The access road was barely wider than the truck and some tight turns were required. It was also quite muddy. Invariably we got stuck against a fence in a ditch. To make matters worse there was a brick wall immediately behind the truck. Two hours later, in the pitch dark, with the help of some friendly locals who helped dismantle the fence, we were out of the rigmarole and parked up. We were supposed to be camping tonight but there were upgrades available into a hostel bed. At £3.50 I snapped their hand off for a proper bed and not having to put up/take down a tent.
After all the fun and games of reaching the accommodation we went for a walk around the pleasant colonial town of Villa de Leyva. For some reason the vast majority of restaurants in the town seemed to sell Italian fare. I managed to find a top notch chicken lasagne.