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San Augustin / Countryside

Location: Huila, Colombia

The intriguiging lure of Parque Arqueoligico de San Augustin and its statues, fruit I wish was exported to Canada, and just plain awesomeness!

8 Mar 2007, 10:19AM

Mariposa (spanish for butterfly) was a skinny horse, but very willing and used to work. Here she takes me past rows of coffee plants, growing all over this area.

8 Mar 2007, 9:58AM

The casa of the family I stayed at (behind skinny horse). I quaint little area en el campo (the country) full of flowers and gardens.

8 Mar 2007, 10:44AM

Sugar making. They call this panela, which is derived from pure sugarcane. The hombre in the back swabbed a blob of this delicious stuff onto a spoon and fed it to me. These people harvest SO MUCH sugarcane out here, it grows all over the place. Panela is basically raw sugar completely unrefined and is used in many deserts here. Tastes good, looks like poop bricks.

8 Mar 2007, 10:31AM

Notice the red beans on the coffee plant. The beans are harvested at this stage and then begin their long process from the tree to your happy tastebuds. Everyone at home, have a good cup of Colombian coffee and think of me and this plant.

8 Mar 2007, 10:54AM

This is the one and only granadilla (gran-uhh-dee-ya)

8 Mar 2007, 10:52AM

This is the granadillas growing, I promptly purchased some to eat.

8 Mar 2007, 11:23AM

This is a figure from the parque, well preserved in its tomb.

8 Mar 2007, 10:57AM

You rip it open and eat the little transparent sacs inside, little sacs of heaven.

8 Mar 2007, 12:11PM

Nothing like a little bit of slash and burn agriculture. Goodbye biodiverse hotspot, hello sugarcane field.

8 Mar 2007, 11:52AM

In the foreground (not the tree with the purple flowers) the (ohh my god here it comes) COCAINE PLANT. OK, so coca plant. Look how evil it is. Does it not just spell abuse me all over its presence. Please, take me and make a billion dollar industry and then an even more expensive venture to eradicate me. Take my leaves and beyond their cultural significance, please, chemically manufacture something harmful, addictive, and profiatable to contraban fans everywhere! Now, does this tree say that to you or what.

10 Mar 2007, 8:41AM

One more statue. It was just really impressive to see how many there were, and how well restored (in situ). The culture that left them behind still perplexes the modern day Indiana Jones.

8 Mar 2007, 12:26PM

La Chaquira, another wonder, carved out of stone and overlooking the rio Magdalena, deep below in a deep caņon.



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The casa of the family I stayed at (behind skinny horse). I quaint little area en el campo (the country) full of flowers and gardens.

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Mariposa (spanish for butterfly) was a skinny horse, but very willing and used to work. Here she takes me past rows of coffee plants, growing all over this area.

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Notice the red beans on the coffee plant. The beans are harvested at this stage and then begin their long process from the tree to your happy tastebuds. Everyone at home, have a good cup of Colombian coffee and think of me and this plant.

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Sugar making. They call this panela, which is derived from pure sugarcane. The hombre in the back swabbed a blob of this delicious stuff onto a spoon and fed it to me. These people harvest SO MUCH sugarcane out here, it grows all over the place. Panela is basically raw sugar completely unrefined and is used in many deserts here. Tastes good, looks like poop bricks.

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This is the granadillas growing, I promptly purchased some to eat.

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This is the one and only granadilla (gran-uhh-dee-ya)

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You rip it open and eat the little transparent sacs inside, little sacs of heaven.

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This is a figure from the parque, well preserved in its tomb.

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In the foreground (not the tree with the purple flowers) the (ohh my god here it comes) COCAINE PLANT. OK, so coca plant. Look how evil it is. Does it not just spell abuse me all over its presence. Please, take me and make a billion dollar industry and then an even more expensive venture to eradicate me. Take my leaves and beyond their cultural significance, please, chemically manufacture something harmful, addictive, and profiatable to contraban fans everywhere! Now, does this tree say that to you or what.

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Nothing like a little bit of slash and burn agriculture. Goodbye biodiverse hotspot, hello sugarcane field.

Close Window

La Chaquira, another wonder, carved out of stone and overlooking the rio Magdalena, deep below in a deep caņon.

Close Window

One more statue. It was just really impressive to see how many there were, and how well restored (in situ). The culture that left them behind still perplexes the modern day Indiana Jones.