San Agustin - kind of like Easter Island but less famous and in Colombia. As we left Cartagena by plane for Bogota, having decided to save time and money bypassing Medellin, that was the description we had in mind. It was that same description we had in mind as we waited in Bogota bus terminal for 8 hours, having lunch and dinner in the same restaurant (and learning to play canasta).
Arriving in San Agustin early on the 11th we rushed out to try to get our fill of giant two to three thousand year old statues and see if there were any souvenir replicas to buy (don't worry - there were!)
As you can see, we found the statues. However we decided this wasn't enough, and so chartered a jeep tour the next day to make sure we'd seen them all. While we waited anxiously for the next morning we occupied by boat loads of canasta and the awkward moment when the hostal cat caught and ate a huge (note: HUGE) butterfly in front of us.
To our surprise the jeep tour also showed us things other than the statues - including a sugar cane processing factory. Crush, liquidise, boil, bubble, toil and trouble, scoopy, add butter and then you have panela!
Spike also made a new friend - his favourite ever horse, who followed him from exhibit to exhibit and helped to decipher the Spanish signs. Our guide (the manm bnot the guide horse) was ridiculous but he did know the word anthropomorphic (he didn't know the word thing, using element instead)
Our Guide Umberto
Our guide also taught us the theory of spirit energy. Katrina's spirit energy was high, BUT not the highest in the group. She was very upset.
The tour also took in the largest waterfall in Colombia, as well as some staggering views. You can see how staggered Katrina was by how quickly she is runnnnnning off the rickety platform.
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