This morning Yensy prepared me a chilled drink I'd never had before, and would never have thought of making: blended pumpkin, milk and sugar. It was delicious! After an incredible amount of faffing on her part, and waiting on mine, we set off with Iron, the ironically named tiny Shitzu.
Our first ride was with the police! Who were obviously bored, driving their pick-up around the dirt roads of this very small and quiet mountain town. I've no idea why this work required all four of them in the one vehicle.
A few rides later we were being driven by a wonderfully generous and friendly man who decided to take us via his aunt's house, up in the mountains, and then on to a road-side cafe for lunch. I had no idea what to order. New country, new food, all with names I did't know. My two companions navigated this potential minefield for me and I was happy to be presented with a large bowl of steaming potato, pork and veggie soup. They'd chosen well! Moments later, a huge plate with rice, grilled beef, carrot and cucumber salad, baked potato and a creamy pumpkin mush was set in front of me. And then a giant strawberry smoothie. Blimey. This was a lot of food. But of course, I followed suit, did as the Colombian's do, and finished this mega meal, my smile wide but my stomach straining.
By the evening, still feeling full, we reached El Emblase de Neusa. The moon was so bright, we didn't even need the torch as we walked down to the lake side to find a spot to camp.
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