Thursday, June 11, 2015

Sal Cathedral and Villa de Leyva--6/8-10


Today is another holiday which means that the streets are still bicycle only so when I left the hostel, I ended up walking about a mile to the Caracas Avenue where the express buses ran to the Del Norte station where i would get another bus to the Sal Cathedral in Zipaquira about 50 km further north. The TransMillenio bus system is like a bus run subway system with secure loading platforms and exclusive bus lanes. A forty five minute ride just cost me 3000 COP--$1.25 USD.. A short walk took me to one of the buses headed to "ZIP", and the cost for this 2 hour ride was just 4000 COP. The driver pointed the way to the Sal Cathedral which I reached after about a half hour walk up the hill.



Since I got there about 9am, the crowds were light and I got in with a tour group quickly. After stopping for the first two crosses, I proceeded on my own down to the cathedral. After visiting the cathedral, they had a three-D movie that described the history of the salt dome. The salt extraction is now done by the fracking technique rather than mechanical extraction. As I left it looked like the wait to get in was over an hour.



A salt waterfall in the Sal Cathedral area.


I went to the plaza where the Lonely Planet said that I would find buses to Villa de Leyva. Lots of buses but none marked with Villa de Leyva. I asked a fellow I thought was a bus driver and he ended up helping me get there. He called a bus company, showed me where to stand and when a bus came---but without the sign for Villa de Leyva---he told me to get on so I did. He gave the drive some instructions and off I went.



This was a most mysterious ride. It circled around Zipaquira and then headed north on a very bumpy road with a speed sign of 30 km. After an hour on this bumpy road, we came to a four lane road. The drive motioned me to get off and catch a bus on the other side of this four lane highwy. I did. I only waited about 5 minutes until a bus headed to Tunja came. The conductor told me to get on. Great bus with wifi and a movie with Liam Neesan on an airplane, but I didn't see the end.

I traveled for about two hours through some beautiful hillly green pastures and trees with sheep and cows dotting the country side. When I got to the outskirts of Tunja, the drive told me to get off and go to the bus terminal on the other side of the highway for my minibus to Villa de Leyva. A bus employee met me and escorted me to the area at the bus terminal where I would find the mini buses to Ville de Leyva. This was another very bumpy windy road. When I arrived the driver took my 10,000 COP, but he did not give me change until a local woman told him I needed 3,000 COP change. People here have really been helpful to me in navigating around with my rudimentary Spanish. Little English is spoken here.

In navigating this route I learned that my destination of Villa de Leyva was pronounced Billa de LeBa. Apparently Colombia pronunciation is not the same as Mexican pronunciation.

The Lonely Planet claims that this village is one of the most beautiful colonial villages in Colombia is absolutely true. I am staying here at the Hospederia La Roca which is on the Plaza Major----the largest plaza in the Americas.


Here is evening service at the Iglesia Parroquial that faces the Plaza Mayor---built in 1608.

My Hospederia La Roca is right on the north east side of the Plaza

My steak dinner topped with a mustard mushroom sauce at one of the several restaurants along Plaza Mayor.

These cobble streets are hard on cars and difficult for walkers as well. The red roofed white buildings are some of the best preserved in all of South America. Many of the restaurants are clustered inside some of the courtyards that are behind these doors along the streets.

Here is the road on the way to the bus terminal from the plaza.

Here is the bus terminal where I would catch a one hour mini bus ride to the small town of Arcabuco. I would then catch one of the many big buses heading further north to my San Gil destination.


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