Last night I slept at a very comfortable roadside hotel in
Bosconia (sounds like the kind of place that Tin Tin and Miloú would have one
of their adventures, doesn’t it?), and at about 8:30 am I continued on my way
north for another 400 km until I reached Puerto Boyaca.
Not much to report, besides saying that it was all green
beautiful sabana (a lot more fertile than the Venezuelan sabana, probably due
to the annual floods and the silt they carry).
I do have a story to tell, however: The western foothills of
Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta happen to be where Gabriel García Márquez located
the mythical town of Macondo in Cién Aňos
de Soledad. José Arcadio Buendía and his wife Ursula used to live near
Riohacha, and from there they traveled west, crossing the mountains, until they
found La Cienega (the floodplain of
the estuary). They then decided to establish Macondo on the western foothills.
Now that you have a geographic reference you might want to pick up Cién Aňos de Soledad, which I know has
been in your list of books to read for many years.
Tomorrow I will make my final approach to Bogotá.
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