Side note: We finally figured out how Paisas (as Medellín's residents call themselves) pronounce their regional capital: there's a subtle 'j' before the 'll' so it sounds like 'Medejin', as opposed to the Mexican pronunciation, 'Medeyin', or the Argentinian, 'Mededjín'.
We arrived around 10AM well-rested after our overnight bus ride,. and alex has since warmed up to the comfortable, air-conditioned, reclining seats, even though the trans-national highways are little more than 2-lane roads winding through mountain scenery.
The large Terminal Norté had free wifi courtesy of the city, so we could coordinate onward travel plans, as well as meeting up with my friends Kim & Casey from Engineers Without Borders USA and Alex's friend Geri from their study abroad.
We rode in the immaculate, popular metro south to Poblado, where our hostel and onward bus station (Terminal Sur) were. After walking over some busy streets to get our bus tickets to Salento and Bogotá, we returned to relax at our new hostel in a quiet neighborhood, Black Sheep.
We next went over to Pit Stop Hostel, where Kim & Casey had managed to find a parking spot for their car, Jaime. We walked downtown in the evening air to an outdoor bar beside a park to meet with Geri. It was fantastic to connect with old friends in a new part of the world.
All together, we went over to OSEA, a chic foodie restaurant in Poblado. Everyone's dish was delicious and delicately prepared, and accompanied by paired cocktails. One of us ordered an octopus and pork chorizo--a sausage made of two of the smarter animals. Sad and delectable.
Kim, Casey, Alex, and I continued on to Bogotá Brewing Company's Medellín taproom for some local draft beer. Alex's aguardiente (sugar cane liquor flavored with anise) was good, and Kim's pale ale was good. Others were quite watery and underwhelming. Strike BBC off the list.
We headed back to our respective hostels to pass out after the long day of travel we had accomplished yesterday.
We arrived around 10AM well-rested after our overnight bus ride,. and alex has since warmed up to the comfortable, air-conditioned, reclining seats, even though the trans-national highways are little more than 2-lane roads winding through mountain scenery.
The large Terminal Norté had free wifi courtesy of the city, so we could coordinate onward travel plans, as well as meeting up with my friends Kim & Casey from Engineers Without Borders USA and Alex's friend Geri from their study abroad.
We rode in the immaculate, popular metro south to Poblado, where our hostel and onward bus station (Terminal Sur) were. After walking over some busy streets to get our bus tickets to Salento and Bogotá, we returned to relax at our new hostel in a quiet neighborhood, Black Sheep.
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| I fall instantly in love with cities, especially if they have a nice metro. And especially if it's as nice as Medellín's. |
All together, we went over to OSEA, a chic foodie restaurant in Poblado. Everyone's dish was delicious and delicately prepared, and accompanied by paired cocktails. One of us ordered an octopus and pork chorizo--a sausage made of two of the smarter animals. Sad and delectable.
Kim, Casey, Alex, and I continued on to Bogotá Brewing Company's Medellín taproom for some local draft beer. Alex's aguardiente (sugar cane liquor flavored with anise) was good, and Kim's pale ale was good. Others were quite watery and underwhelming. Strike BBC off the list.
We headed back to our respective hostels to pass out after the long day of travel we had accomplished yesterday.
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