We've been taking it easy for the last couple of days. On Wednesday, we went for a walking to of the downtown. The guide delivered an impassioned history of zed ellie and it's paisa people's, punctuated with appropriate historical sites and public works projects. It seemed that authorized and unauthorized activities take place in the same moment in harmony-some kind of made-in-Colombia balance that only works here.
I have noticed a lot of police. Everywhere. I cannot help but wonder if the anti narcotics activities, part of an aggressive Colombian-American partnership, are truly a primary part of the local economy. Other than that, the local malls are stocked with T shirt making supplies and sewing machines. There is clearly an abundant cottage industry in textiles.
We explored a few of the more interesting areas of downtown by ourselves after the tour and made it back to Laureles in time for the big game at the local bar (woot! Nacionol el mejor! ). Dan got himself in with a group of local chikas and we partied well into the wee hours of the morning, spend far too much money and, I can only speak for myself, drinking well beyond the point of responsible. We did indeed make it back alive, wiser for the wear.
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