After marveling at the lush green hillsides and picture-prefect
plantations around San Agustín and Tierradentro, we thought we had seen
the most beautiful landscapes Colombia had to offer – until we reached the
Coffee Region north of Cali. Only
two hours away from Cali by constantly-stopping bus, the area around the
tourist-hub of Salento is a haven of
lustrously shining coffee plantations (the leaves literally glow in the sun!), babbling
brooks, rolling green fields and towering, rainforest clad mountains. To make
us like the place even more, we arrived on a weekend, when the town square is
full of food stands and beer tents, and locals and tourists alike enjoy hanging
out, seeing and being seen. We felt like we had landed in the middle of a
village Kerwe (fair) somewhere in Germany, the friendly atmosphere and the
free-flowing beer were exactly the same! The 2km walk to our hostel even
increased our liking of the place, winding through groves of eucalyptus trees
and offering wonderful views down into the valley below. If we weren’t already
in love with the place by then, the sight of our hostel certainly sealed the
deal. Yambolombia hostel, a
sprawling, open plan wooden farm house painted in a wonderfully eclectic
mixture of colours, is perched on a slope which offers
amazing views down the valley to the west – perfect for sunset-viewing! The
Austrian/Colombian couple running the place instantly made us feel welcome, as
did the two funny dogs, Joint and Jambo who obviously considered themselves the
rightful owners of the farm. It was the perfect place to just take things down
a notch, sit back and simply enjoy. In addition to sitting on the veranda
soaking up the sun, watching the last rays turn the gum trees crimson and
chatting for hours around the fire at night, we spent one day learning about
the art of coffee cultivation, harvesting, roasting, grinding and brewing. We
now know that coffee plants take about 18 months to reach fruit-bearing
maturity, the plants like pig-poo, but dislike pig-pee, and that planting
banana and other fruit trees between the coffee is beneficial to the quality of
the final product. Also, the perfect cup of coffee requires 6g of coffee to
100ml of boiled (but NOT boiling) water. Pre-heating the cups is essential. And
above all, Colombian coffee is THE BEST IN THE WOLRD! Do not believe any of
these evil Brazilians who try to convince you that they are the kings of
coffee-production. They may have the upper-hand when it comes to quantity, but
nothing, and I mean nothing, beats Colombian quality! J
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Walking to our hostel through groves of towering gums
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| The walk to our hostel - the 2km always flew by! |
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The colourful and extremely welcoming Yambolombia hostel
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| The sun-soaked dining area in the hostel - you can see why we loved it! |
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Looking out the entrance of Yambolombia Hostel - what a view!

Enjoying the wonderful view from the hostel with some goodies |
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One of the hostel's funny dogs - Jambo
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And his older, less energetic but all the more funny friend Joint
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Sunset over the coffee valley
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| Coffee trees |
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Coffee bean before peeling and toasting
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| Walking through the coffee plantation |
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Coffee beans on the bush - the can only be picked when completely red
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Coffee beans drying
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| Roasting the coffee beans - the smell is amazing! |
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| Grinding our roasted beans - the old fashioned way |
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| The finished cup - to be drunk WITHOUT sugar and milk (surprisingly nice!!) |
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| An old coffee finca just the way I imagined it |
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| The valley is full of flowers |
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| Streams running between the fincas |
We also managed
to drag ourselves away from our idyllic hostel on day to visit the Valle de Cocora, a mystically beautiful
(although completely over-crowded) valley lined with rainforest and topped by
impossibly tall, thin wax palms. It is amazing they manage to still carry their
own weight – their stems look so fragile as they tower above the cloud forest.
Despite all the people and the masses of horse poo on the trails, we had a nice
walk along the tumbling waterway, balancing our way over several rather wobbly
wooden bridges and once again admiring the wonderfully varied plant life to be
found in the Colombian forests.
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Towering wax palms in Valle de Cocora
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| How on earth do they not fall over? |
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| Walking through the lush, green Valle de Cocora |
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| Walking through the cloud forest and alongside babbling brooks - to quote from 'The Castle' - can you feel the serenity? |
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| A Willy - the only mode of public transport in and around Salento - you can imagine all the comments induced by saying things like 'I am going to catch a willy'.... :P |
Salento was a dream come
true, but we still had one more stop to make in the coffee region – the Secret Garden, a secluded hostel on the
outskirts of Manizales run by
friends of friends of ours. Despite the horrible trip there (suffice to say I
had picked up a bug which meant I learnt first-hand the benefits of having a
large supply of bolsitas in the
bus….), and the fact that it took us a while to find (apparently it is so
secret that not even taxi drivers in Manizales
know how to get there!) we loved it immediately. We were the only visitors and
had a little house all to ourselves, including a shower with a view to die for.
Nothing like washing your hair while looking out over coffee plantations
rolling down to a roaring river far below! And the hosts topped it all off –
welcoming us into their home, feeding us well, filling us in on Colombian
history, culture and the life-and-death importance of soccer, and even
attempting to teach us to dance salsa (with less success than they would have
liked – but we tried!) J On our last night we were treated to an amazing thunderstorm,
raging and reverberating through the valley, and thanks to our glass-fronted
and sky-lighted bedroom, we were able to enjoy the show from the comfort of our
bed.
All in all, the coffee region had the exact opposite effect on us than
the famous beverage produced there – it slowed and calmed us and removed every
desire we may have had to hurry on..
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| The lovely little cottage we had all to ourselves in the Secret Garden, Manizales |
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| Quirky and wonderfully music-focused decoration in the little cottage |
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| The view from our bedroom |
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| And the view from the shower! |
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| Hummingbirds in the garden... |
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| And again the view.... |
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