A while back we heard of this town from Tim, the owner of our hostel in Salento. He thought it was definately worth a visit so one day while we were in Armenia, we causght a bus for the hour drive to Pijao, just for a day trip. As the bus arrived it was just the end of the morning and school kids filled the streets with all the happiness of school children. It seemed to really impress us among other things so we decided we would search for a hotel and then come back the next day and stay over night. At first look there were no hotels but people started asking us what we were doing there and we told them, looking for a hotel for the next night. Well the town is very small and there are no hotels but people will let you rent out a chunk of their homes. We were led to two places and finally a lady came and found us and told us she had a hostal. So that day we went back to Armenia and early the next morning we went back to Pijao, knowing there was a bed for us for the night.
Here are new administration buildings being built on one side of the central park.
And this is a panaramic view of the central park in Pijao.
A view of the surrounding mountains and clouds that day with the church steeple in the middle.
The central bus station in Pijao. There is a bus coming and going every 25 minutes and the town is not much bigger than Milk River.
We were sitting having juice the first day we were there and these two little girls who were just out of school came in to buy candy.
Some of the people of Pijao live on the surrounding hill sides many of which are covered with coffee plants. And it is all so very green. Lots of stairs to get home in this picture.
This photo is not so good but it shows a typical corner grocery store in Colombia. It is not only a grocery store but Nancy and I were sitting in the corner having a beer.
This is the living room of the hostal that we chose to live in for a night. The lady was very nice but also very busy as she is a town councillor so we did not get much of a chance to talk to her. The table in this picture was used for a council meeting the night we were there.
This is the kitchen in our hostal that we could have used and cooked our own supper but we chose to eat out in one of the two restaurants in town.
Other people in Colombia call this area of Colombia "bandit country" as it is very high in the mountains and not so many years ago was guerilla territory. But not any more. The place is swarming with military and police who are oh so present and oh so friendly to Nancy and I anyway. This picture is a bunker to one side of the police station.
Needless to say, the police and military have more to do than visit with Nancy and I as the above photo shows. We think they were in love as the conversation went on for a very long time.
Just a pretty home we saw across the river. The river looks as if it would be a great kayaking river.
We were sitting in the central park and these three girls so badly wanted to find out about us. They kept moving closer and closer and finally Nancy started talking to them and then they got real close. They all spoke at once in english and spanish and were so happy to have us take their picture. The two outside ones are twins and their ages are 12.
It is cowboy country. Actually all of Colombia is cowboy country and we see this scene so very often. Because of the moisture, instead of cowboy boots they wear rubber boots.
Here are new administration buildings being built on one side of the central park.
And this is a panaramic view of the central park in Pijao. 
A view of the surrounding mountains and clouds that day with the church steeple in the middle.
The central bus station in Pijao. There is a bus coming and going every 25 minutes and the town is not much bigger than Milk River.
We were sitting having juice the first day we were there and these two little girls who were just out of school came in to buy candy.
Some of the people of Pijao live on the surrounding hill sides many of which are covered with coffee plants. And it is all so very green. Lots of stairs to get home in this picture.
This photo is not so good but it shows a typical corner grocery store in Colombia. It is not only a grocery store but Nancy and I were sitting in the corner having a beer.
This is the living room of the hostal that we chose to live in for a night. The lady was very nice but also very busy as she is a town councillor so we did not get much of a chance to talk to her. The table in this picture was used for a council meeting the night we were there.
This is the kitchen in our hostal that we could have used and cooked our own supper but we chose to eat out in one of the two restaurants in town.
Other people in Colombia call this area of Colombia "bandit country" as it is very high in the mountains and not so many years ago was guerilla territory. But not any more. The place is swarming with military and police who are oh so present and oh so friendly to Nancy and I anyway. This picture is a bunker to one side of the police station.
Needless to say, the police and military have more to do than visit with Nancy and I as the above photo shows. We think they were in love as the conversation went on for a very long time.
Just a pretty home we saw across the river. The river looks as if it would be a great kayaking river.
We were sitting in the central park and these three girls so badly wanted to find out about us. They kept moving closer and closer and finally Nancy started talking to them and then they got real close. They all spoke at once in english and spanish and were so happy to have us take their picture. The two outside ones are twins and their ages are 12.
It is cowboy country. Actually all of Colombia is cowboy country and we see this scene so very often. Because of the moisture, instead of cowboy boots they wear rubber boots.
1 comment:
Sounds like a great little town ... and friendly.
I really like the way you can see the full photos too. You are getting some great shots -- i really think you should take off tghe watermasrk, however, but you know that.
Missing you. JP
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