Jardin
Our next "Jardin" stage is far away and we know it takes 2 days to reach it.
We are forced once again to cross "Medellin" with its lot of traffic jams!!!
There is nothing to visit on our route .... But we decide to make this long detour to discover this village described as a little wonder.
When we arrive on the spot there is already a French motorhome .... Camille, Paul and their two lovely daughters are on the road for 17 months ...
Nice meeting ... They travel on a "Laika" and of course we exchange our feelings about the brand and the various small problems encountered during our travels
The name El Jardín is perfectly suited to this "Colombian Heritage Village" founded on 23 May 1863. It is a colonial town surrounded by pastures and plantations of coffee and bananas.
Its main park, listed as a historic monument, is decorated with small gardens whose red, pink and white roses open to give a palette of colors that can be found on all the balconies of the white houses.
Only one exception to this explosion of colors, the church of the Immaculate Conception which is a Minor Basilica. Its semi-gothic style is characterized by its handcrafted stone construction that the faithful brought from a construction site, in remission of their sins. It was built between 1918 and 1942.
We spend this first day strolling through the busy alleys.
In the evening we are invited by our neighbors for the aperitif that ends very late.
The next day we take a hiking trail that gives a glimpse of the plantations of coffee, bananas, sugar cane and glittering fincas with their flowering gardens.
Finally we go down to the village with the "cable car" built in 2006, the chosen device is a single-track cable car equipped with 3 cables.
The cabin "rolls" on two load-bearing cables anchored downstream and upstream, and is set in motion by a tractor cable that flies over a creek and various agricultural crops.
At the end of the afternoon we visit the botanical garden that no paper guide talks about. It is a Colombian guide who also travels by camper who offers to take us there.
It is the only chance to see the "Gallito de Roca". It has a nice plume with its bright red puff and its almost invisible beak.
We fell under the charm of this village which is well worth the detour.
Second evening with our neighbors still around an aperitif