Sunday, March 30, 2025

Last night I went to bed at 10pm, got up once during the night, finally waking/getting up at 6:15am.

Microsoft Hotmail still says, “You’re out of storage. You can’t send email and won’t be able to receive in 1 day.” But I did a test message and it arrived so maybe that’s just a misleading threat.

Teresa thought the weather in Jerico was about the same as Medellin but wasn’t sure. At her recommendation I wore my convertible hiking pants, a t-shirt with sleeves and brought my jacket.

At 9am Teresa was ready to go and gave me the go-ahead to order a car. The Didi app said something about a low signal and it seemed like it wanted to pick us up down on Ave Las Vegas. I cancelled that and switched to Uber which worked but the price went up from about 10,000 pesos to 18,872 pesos. At Terminal Sur we bought one way-tickets to Jerico for 83,000 pesos – quite a bit higher than our usual Sunday trips. The bus was scheduled to leave at 10am so we had time to buy bags of chips before we left.

It was a large bus and I observed areas I hadn’t seen in years as we headed south. I saw the “new bridge” before the finca, the “new tunnel”, and finally the road leading up to the finca.

I haven’t posted a photo of one of these in a while, it’s what they do to prevent landslides that would block the roads.

Approaching Jerico there were some low hanging clouds that we ended up climbing into which limited our distance view.

We arrived in Jerico at 12:45, so 2 hours and 45 minutes. I was surprised how chilly it was, but happy I was dressed for it. We quickly found a restaurant called Casa Arte and it did have lots of art in it. I thought this was an interesting painting…

Look at it carefully then scroll down to the bottom to get the complete picture.

We had their lunch of the day which wasn’t anything special and I hated their juice. It was only 44mil so that wasn’t too bad.

We walked around the town square, the same as all other pueblos with the church at one end, surrounded by restaurants, cafes, and other stores. We finally settled on a small café called Cielo Tierra where we had pretty decent lattes with a slice of carrot cake to share.

Teresa checked out a few stores but there wasn’t much she found interesting.

Back at the bus station a bus was just pulling away but we bought tickets to the next bus (5pm) back to Medellin. It was only 4:15 and we were across the street from the church so we went in and Teresa got communion during mass. Mass ended about 4:45 and we walked back across the street and got on the next bus.

As we left Jardin there were a few beautiful views of the valley far below.

After a couple hours I was wondering what happened to the expressway as it seemed we were on back roads.

 

Traffic got heavy as we approached Medellin and just before the toll booth we stopped dead. We didn’t move again for 10 minutes, the only ones moving were the motorcycles who as usual move to the head of the pack. This was soon complicated by an ambulance that we had to move over for. It took 30 minutes to get through this funnel to the toll booth. The bus stopped multiple times to pick people up and drop people off. The good news is they dropped us off at the Envigado station where we could take a taxi back to the apt. the trip back from Jardin took 4 hours compared to the 2 ¾ hours to get there. (I think Teresa might be done for a while with exploring these little pueblos.)

I immediately went into my pre-sleep routine.

 

THE COMPLETE PICTURE