Ah, I had such high hopes for the Caribbean. I was going to see Cartagena, the (I’m told) beautiful Santa Marta. A couple of days in Aracataca, birthplace and inspiration for Gabriel Garcia Marquez. But it was not to be. Disillusioned with Barranquilla and unable to tolerate the heat, I decided to escape back to the mountains. Not with any 24 hour bus rides though.
Viva Colombia is the Colombian equivalent of RyanAir. I think RyanAir even owns part if not all of it. The tickets cost almost the same as the bus. Of course it costs more once you add in paying for checked luggage, paying to check-in, getting to the airport, and flying to an airport pretty far from your destination. But it’s not too different cost-wise, and a lot more time efficient.
The Viva Colombia airport for Medellin is in the nearby city of Rio Negro. It costs only about $1-3 on the bus, $26 on a taxi. Since my flight was late I missed the last bus, and decided I didn’t mind paying the extra cab fare. As we winded down the mountainside road, reggaeton blasting from the taxi radio, I felt a sense of peace looking out at the mountains to our left.
Peace and self-doubt. I’d always thought I was more of a beach guy than a mountain guy, but there I was happy to have escaped the sand for the greenery of Medellin.