Colombia – Hanging with the Natives
One time, in Colombia, while drinking cheap beer and philosophing on sidewalks, I met a guy named Francisco, who was from a tribe called Wiwa. The Wiwa live far up in the Sierra Nevada and Francisco invited me to come and meet his family and people in his village. I don’t often get offered to hang out with mountain tribes, so clearly I jumped at the chance. After walking uphill for endless hours, half eaten by spiders and mosquitos, i was just inches away from calling the whole thing off in favor for a hot bath and a manicure (Damn you supercute sandals that are totally inappropriate for mountain walks!), when we finally arrived at a place not much short of paradise . Meeting the indigenous people here I felt thrown back into a past day and age when people didn’t have the comfort of modern living and had to do with what nature made available. The Wiwa live in the most basic conditions and are very shy and quiet but also happy and full of spirituality. Under their care, I t...