After my last blog entry, we went to five to a taxi to Taranga, with Lueku back across that had another set three, because the driver was afraid of a police check . Taranga is in a small bay just off Santa Marta, is a small fishing village in the run but now mainly tourists. With a boat, we let ourselves for 25,000 pesos (about 12.50 CHF for five people) go to the nearby beach Playa Grande. The beach hidden in a beautiful bay surrounded by mountain slopes. Except a few cobbled together from wood and banana leaves An adjacent restaurant and sun beds there was nothing. The beach not crowded, so perfect. After a first bath in very warm and silent sea, we went to a restaurant that belonged to the mother of that which had driven us in the boat, what a coincidence that he had recommended to us of this. The nice lady brought us even equal to "the map" presented and us on a tray five or six different fish to choose from which one could you wanted. After strengthening again we went back into the sea, with Fabio "YB-fish" was very close to the beach so swimming. Wonderful sight. A dead small fish, we found even on the seabed of us then but a few jokes, brought Hug eh? :-)
Mark and I were then ordered the boat back while the others wanted to stay a little and then went on foot to Taranga. On the boat, Mark made friends yet with Miriam, a 50-year old Colombian, who had a crush on Mark quite the fool, especially when they see them as "la chica loco" designated
;-) In the evening we went by taxi to Eduardo Santos Stadium where the game clock at 19.00 AD Union Magdalena - held Alianza Petrolera.
Jun 01, 2010 , AD Union Magdalena - Alianza Petrolera
Estadio Eduardo Santos, Santa Marta. about 2500 spectators (1 G ast!)
had barely arrived, we, we were accosted already of children for money, this is pushing so that we do not even a photo of the great Carlos Valderrama statue could do which is right outside the stadium. Valderrama is from Santa Marta and is considered the best Colombian footballer ever. Who does not remember the mop of curly hair among other things. was attending as a midfielder than Switzerland at the 1994 World Cup in the United States lost to Colombia 0-2. So we went
halt without photo immediately to the stadium where it was unfortunately not much better and we had only our silence in the stands.
The stadium really nice old school. Round with a nice running track and the covered main stage on which we placed ourselves. We made bags from Dortmund again so quickly that we were six again. On the Gegentribuene there was the Magdalena Barra with some of fence flags and ultimately surprisingly good support. About 200 Hinchas sang and danced by virtually the entire 90 minutes. Although the songs had little melody and were therefore difficult to distinguish one time, but still we were pleasantly surprised. The game on an all-other than simply to record on grass is involved but marked by many errors. Petrolera got the better start and was following a Handspenalty and a red card turned up early on the victory lane. After the gate on the opposite side of us stormed the main grandstand of the way, apparently the only supporters of the guests at the fence and celebrated the Fuehrungstreffer extensively. Magdalena was also subject to ten men, and tried not to more forward to playing. With a magnificent shot them was also the deserved compensation. And after the break it got even better for the hosts. With a nice header, they went even in leadership. But the referee said no further good to the home team and Magdalena also sent a second player for a foul in midfield in the shower. Now began the double superior numbers to make it noticeable and the host turned the game. The lone Gaestefan celebrate of course completely out of the little house and frantically back on. Later he was to invest then with some young people, so it had to bring the police shortly before the end of the game some 30 children and young people through the cabin section to safety. Magdalena pressuring But even nine of them on the compensation which according to another red card, this time for the guests, almost more would be achieved. A header pointed in injury time just over the goal. Finally, it remained at 2-3.
went after the game Let us quickly to the main road, ate a little and then went to a part of Taranga in the output, which then exceeds Lossen still in the hotel pool for the last beer. The next morning at half past nine waited a kind of reputation-bus to bring us to Barranquilla on the side where that return match took place at the Colombian Junior Athletic Championship between Barranquilla and Bogota from La Equidad.
The bus invited us outside our hotel in Marseille from Barranquilla. There, a brief discussion ensued between the driver and us, because we had called the hostel in Santa Marta the price of 10900 per person, but the driver suddenly was 25 000. Clearly not a great amount actually make the difference but rather exorbitant. The hostel in Santa Marta of course, claimed they had called us to demand the price of 25,000 pesos so and we finally paid the somewhat grudgingly, but in the knowledge that it was actually only about 12.50 CHF, and for some distance in front of around 2 hours including pick up and unload the respective hostel. As almost always far it began to rain shortly after we arrived. And how. The street outside our hotel was transformed within minutes into a raging river. Cars were not forward more and were driven off, pedestrians had to fight back with all his might against the wash away. Slowly we realized why the sidewalks so high above the road were built. Instead of going into town, they said why wait hold up the weather and the river had calmed down in front of our hotel. About one hour later the sun was shining and except for a small trickle at the edge of the road from the river was not much left. Where all the water that have flowed through the city must got there? No idea? :-)
So we could still go and something to eat. In a small restaurant with a menu gabs Vegetable soup and main course Choice "Pollo a la plancha" or "Carne frito" for rice and chips and salad only 4500 pesos so do not even 2.50 CHF! We then looked for a taxi to the same 20 minutes to the Estadio Metropolitano to put behind us.
Jun 02, 2010, Athletic Junior Barranquilla - Estadio Metropolitano La Equidad
, Barranquilla, 49000 spectators (about 400 guests)
The closer we got to the stadium, the more people we met in Jersey and the more flags were placed outside the restaurants and bars. Before the stadium was about three hours before the match already all hell broke loose. By the time we were in it took around 45 minutes. When we were finally there, we got our first a supply of water to the waiting time until the start of the game in the heat (probably around 40 degrees) to endure. Already at the time the stadium packed and virtually all of the spectators was 49 000 were already in the stadium! Even before the stadium we went to hooters virtually any duly carried with him on the bag and the stadium was even worse. Even the "program" was actually far about the limits of endurance. On the x-box advertising balloons, any seemingly popular band played live at the stadium and tried to encourage the audience to sing along. In the block where we had landed, obviously lech more rich people and the behavior for more of a "public event" and the constantly annoying .... Noisemaker After two hours
managed eternal wars and then the game started. Although the Juniors had support in both curves and quite a few people willing to fence fans spread throughout the stadium. But the atmosphere left something to be desired. From the main curve, we got out of optical (irregularly saw you jump the curve) and three internal Hauer estates all over his game with nothing. And the second curve next to us knew vocally at all to convince not. Whether it's just the annoying noise level was caused by the dauergetroete or was simply not available on the volume of the song now to be seen again. Presumably there was anyway to both. Also very annoying: In our block was from kick-off but actually sat and people who stood up was pretty harsh sit down from behind the "animated" were of course in hot scenes then won all just to sit down again shortly thereafter.
The Juniors from the beginning to make efforts to make up the shortfall from the first leg 0-1. And indeed. After a disastrous Torhueterfehler was the morning the juniors 1-0. The goal celebration was to be seen everywhere and was quite euphoric. Anyway. But shortly after the gate was being asked to sit again, no sign of great passion ...
The home team pressuring and, after about 20 minutes went by Barranquilla stunning shot the Juniors went 2-0 in leadership. Where again the goalkeeper from La Equidad left a bad impression and the ball would have mitigated with better positional play almost surely. And again, as for the first goal, again by thunderous cheers, but after a short time sat back all but the two curves. And always the annoying .... Noisemaker La Equidad
now needed a goal to become champions and it shows immediately. The Juniors were crowded to the rear and La Equidad field superiority was clear. But before the gate there were the guests of Bogota too harmless so that the hosts were able to save the lead at the break. After about three minutes in the 2nd half but wars happen. To relieve those around us and added a little to our delight the guests was the 2-1 and so they were back on Master Course. Barranquilla needed now so the 3-1 else would it do with the 6.Titel the club's history. They took over the reins again, but as before La Equidad before the break it was now the Juniors which lacked penetration in front of goal. The guests in the same upper level housed about us forge more and more hope and were to the wheels with a first time .... And it will be seemed as if the home fans disappointed. But were about 4 minutes before the end of it a Prellball in the penalty area and the ball in a high arc over the bewildered goalkeeper La Equidad flew into the goal. The stadium course out of control was only behind one goal and then immediately a fight .... a La Equidad again threw everything forward and almost Waehren them the necessary yet still managed to 3-2, but ended up the header attempt from close range over the gate. Was able to start the celebration. We stayed a bit in the stadium were mitjubeln informed and invited to drink. When we, however, we would have to erkraerten go early the next morning to drive to Cartagena and he liked the not so rambled something that Cartagena "all black" and that only Barranquilla Colombia, the place was our place neighbor. We went at least from the stadium to the other to take three and then tried to somehow get through the crowd to the main road to take a taxi to the hotel. This, however, turned out to be simply impossible. The whole city seemed to be on the street, Corso's car and even local vending and constantly continue this Noisemaker .... We decided to go first to the city. Shortly after the stadium, a group of young people the two of us were a little off abzudraengen, but when they changed the street side and the other four guys we could have seen them but from them. But we experienced a few times on the approximately 1-hour walk that you wanted to run up to us or compulsion but nothing happened. Were surely too many people else is on Road. Finally we went to a restaurant, ate in a side street, and above all had a drink, was the walk to the delayed hour thanks to the temperatures of about 30 degrees but still very sweaty. Finally, the road calmed a bit and we were able to take two taxis to our hotel.
The next day we ordered another ring and ride what we called the lady from the reception clock 11 as the next departure Ermin. clock at 10.20 but we were already established. Unfortunately, Mark had gone to the internet cafe round the corner and there he accepted only to have to be back before eleven we finally could not take this bus stop. The driver should be explained to us, if it would mean 11 clock departure to be ready by 10, since this Time he would start with the Collect of the passengers. Nice that you told us it was too late. But shortly thereafter came a new bus and invited us in so we drove off shortly after eleven but still. About 2 hours later we invited back from the bus before that we Hostel. After a quick search for another hostel because said no room had air conditioning, we found a five-room in the hostel Marlin in the old town of Cartagena. And for 18000 pesos cheaper. The room, based trunks unpacked and went off with a detour through the old town towards the beach. Cartagena is considered the most beautiful city in South America and what the old town with hundreds of houses in Konolialstil concerned, they probably are absolutely right. Man imagined somewhere in Spain and not in Colombia. wanted to chat up a bit tedious turn on the permanent of any type to a something. Even worse, it was later on the beach. After we had our first swim in the sea almost too warm (and therefore with some algae near the beach) enjoyed we laid down a little. What immediately attracted a swarm of women who wanted to rub us absolutely. Of course "free" and only "demonstration" Even repeated No they did not almost depend. Mark and Fabio could it happen eventually and the price of 5,000 pesos was an extent. The beach would have good can also be somewhere in Miami. On a peninsula which protrudes into the sea, skyscrapers are en masse, mostly hotels and apartment buildings. We stayed until the sun sank with a dramatic fall in the sea and the old town in the distance with the illuminated towers and houses looked just incredible. Then we went back towards our hostel for a shower then eat in the city something to go. The prices in Cartagena unfortunately adapted to tourism. 22 000 pesos (11 francs) for a filet mignon certainly not much but a lot more expensive than in Santa Marta and Barranquilla. The restaurant where we ate turned out, but despite the rather high prices, as gluecksgriff. The food delicious and the restaurant very original. the menu was a four-page newspaper on the first page on the reports of museums and sights of Cartagena and were in the middle on two sides then the food. And on the last page there was even a Sudoku. After dinner we treated ourselves to even out a few expensive beer (5000 pesos, in Santa Marta we paid 2000-3000) and finally went to sleep late. Around seven, already was our alarm clock. Mark and I had the airport and Fabio, Lueku Hug and wanted to make a trip to an offshore island. Mark and I took a taxi to the airport and after about 15 minutes we were already there. The pilot of the Avianca Air A320 for a very modern with integrated entertainment system more seats and pretty much space. For 70 francs, you can not complain. landed in Bogota, we informed us only as we would come to the hotel and a very friendly man helped us more quickly in perfect English. Here we should speak English only as you learn to that. But we were too comfortable and were grateful for the easy understanding. After arriving at the selected hotel, we were told that would be the moment no-one-free room. A nice gentleman who was standing just at the front desk told us, however, in English, he and his crew would check the same and we certainly could have her room. So it turned out. As the room had to be first cleaned yet, we left our luggage at the hotel and went to eat something first. Equal to a few meters from the hotel we found a typical restaurant, the menu with Vegetable soup, a main course with various side dishes and free Jugo (juice) was offered for only 5500 pesos. After dinner we moved just start again and ran with the luck of the stupid ones right on the Plaza Bolivar of the 7.8 million inhabitants, where are the Palacio de Justicia and the Congress. The Palacio was in the war of left-wing guerrillas headlines when a command were killed by only 30 Guerillieros the courthouse occupied and in the subsequent assault by the army and paramilitary groups against 150 people, including senior judges, especially those of the right wing against the and were often done with the official Army collaborating paramilitary groups. A look at the history of Colombia's worth anyway. Hard to believe that this country is in for a good 50 years Civil war is in the leftist guerrilla groups just as the army and the paramilitaries and drug cartels always the civilian population under the motto "you're not for us, you are our enemy" terrorized. It is at the land evictions by paramilitary groups on behalf of large landowners and big business for the purpose of obtaining Anbauflaechen are still on the agenda. Just as kidnappings and extortion by the guerrillas. In Colombia, has established a system that the political enemies of the current center-right leaders with targeted killings of so-called "death squads" is still almost everyday. Left-liberal circles have enormously heavy and have again and again with repression and persecution expected. Last Sunday was carried out the presidential elections and the rule of Conservative candidate has been able to settle against the brave Oppostionspolitiker Mockus of the new green party just barely. However, since the liberals who are basically the right-wing conservatives for decades with a two-party government, for the second round already support the right-wing conservatives have undertaken are expected to have after these elections do not change much.
So enough of politics, we are now a little stroll through the city tomorrow, we go to 2nd league game of Bogota FC - Expreso Rojo and in the evening already, we go to Ecuador where we are after tomorrow for a trip to the Galapagos Islands will endeavor.
0 comments:
Post a Comment