To reach Bucaramanga from Güicán I took a bus via Tunja along a beautiful mountain pass:
and on to San Gil, along along the edge of the Chicamocha canyon:
then down from 9,000 to 3,400 feet - a noticeable rise in temperature - to some random stopping point about 11 km from the hostel. Thanks a lot, Mr. bus driver. But help was at hand: a guy on a motorcycle offered to drive me and my backpack for about $2.50. Wheee! Through the crowded downtown streets of Bucaramanga (which has its own Botero sculpture)
... on to and to my hostel.
Bucaramanga is not a tourist town, but it did have two things that interested me: steaks and football.
After a nap, I took a taxi to Mercagán, supposedly the best steak restaurant in Colombia. there are four locations, and the meat comes from their own farms. I chose limo fino, en bloque, poco hecho. The place is huge, the menu unending, the customers loud, the streets are full, there is electricity is in the air. This is a busy city! And the steak is the best I’ve ever had (not counting Ted’s and Daniel’s, of course). And huge - thank goodness I ordered the “smallest” size.
OK, it is football time! (Why do you think I came to Bucaramanga, anyway?) First, I of course, I had to have my picture taken with several of the local beauties.
Then I had to go through several checkpoints
Past the police on horseback
And into the stands:
I was happy to see that Colombian football fans practiced The Wave, just like fans elsewhere:
In the first match one team was wearing yellow, like almost all the fans in the stands - but I couldn’t figure out how both teams got roughly the same amount of crowd support - until I noticed it was Brazil vs. Uruguay (final score 1-1). I never did figure out which team was which.
The second match: Colombia vs. Argentina. A noticeable increase in crowd excitement, to say the least. But first, the watering of the playing field, I kid you not:
They are showing people shots on the big screen, mostly good looking women or kissing couples. For this match, the stands are pretty much completely full.
Half time. Despite several near misses by Colombia, the score remains 0-0. Very exciting match. I’ll be surprised and disappointed if Colombia doesn’t win.
Eight minutes into the second half: Argentina has scored twice. Despite many close attempts by Colombia in the waning minutes, Argentina wins 2-1. Not many smiles as we leave.
And now some general, random thoughts on my impressions of Colombia so far:
Lots of: copy shops; junk food & drink tiendas; ambulatory stands selling mango slices, ice cream, coconut meat, tropical fruits; motorcycles; heladerias; pizza shops; fried chicken restaurants; beer bars; bars on windows; cellphone recharge stations; taxis; buses; dogs; police on motorcycles; police on foot; police vehicles; police checkpoints; folks sitting out watching the world go by.
Very few: beggars, street people, blacks.
Less loud music from stores than in other countries, but still common in long-range buses: heavy on drums, repetition, unmusical voices.
Traffic tight, fast, no lane respect, motorcycles weaving amongst buses and cars with expert abandon. Bus drivers skilled at passing vehicles. I haven’t seen an accident yet.
That is all for today. Have a lovely Easter Weekend!