If I were a movie director I would be so excited to have found Villa de Leyva!
The town is unreal by how pretty and well kept it is, it has been declared a national monument about 60 years ago and all the building are in true colonial style. The inhabitants are very proud of the town and seem to take extreme care in keeping it tidy and being super helpful with any visitor.
We stayed at a lovely posada, guarded by the sweetest bulldog ever. The first day we spent it walking around the town and getting a feel for the life in Villa; The work chilled springs to mind, but it's just what I needed really.
We decided to go on an excursion the next day ads the mountains surrounding the town were just amazing. We opted for a nice and easy mountain walk or that is at least what we thought.
Sam and I and a German couple with their 2 daughters (5 months and 2 years) got into this tiny wan carrying crates, there is where the adventure began, and to make it short let me juts give you the highlights of the following 4 hours:
- white knuckle ride to the location where the walk started
- brief stop in the country side to unload the crates!!! not part of the tour, but Sam did do some unloading!!! she was so pissed!
- a small easy walk followed by 1 hour of walking in a rive bed on slippery stones haging on for dear life hoping not to fall in the river. course I did fall and my whole leg went way into the water. This time I was the pissed one.
- walked across a mountain pass, small, tiny, let's say I have underwear that is bigger than the stone we had to walk on to cross from one mountain to the other
- sandwich with spam!
- a return white knuckle ride at 110 km/h on a 30 km mountain road.
Our time in Villa the Leyva was now over, a long trip to reach Santa Marta on the caribbean coast awaits.