1st Nov - Cali to Medellin

Right, I've to get the 9am or 9.30, I'm not staying here for another day. Got up at 11. Ah kryste!

Found a lovely place for lunch. I really found the hostel staff useless here. I asked a few times for somewhere nice to eat and eventually had to go and walk for about half an hour on my own looking for somewhere nice. Also asked her if buses were running today as it's a bank holiday here. She looked at me blankly and told me that it's impossible to know. What! Just ring them like! No, it's impossible to know! She rang a few times and said that no-one was answering. My patience was gone at this stage so to hell with it, I got a taxi to the station and chanced my arm. 

Sound receptionist

Bizarrely, I actually think that I'll miss this hostel a bit. It's not the most happening place in the world, but in fairness, everyone was dead on and it had a real family atmosphere, only a few but v sound guests, sound but useless staff and best of all a couple of mentals. Overall, a gas place!

Casa Blanca hostel - my home in Cali!

Lad from Bristol who I only met briefly and the sound French lads who I ran into again - I first met them at the poker match back in La Paz!

Anyway, it was 4pm by the time I got to the station - next bus 5.30, that'll do fine. Pleasant hour in the pub that had wifi and away I went.

Oh! First bus in Colombia and it's a Merc! Plush...

Got to Medellin eventually at 3.30am where it was pissing out of the high heavens. Got totally ridden for a taxi but at that stage I was only too happy to pay it!