I decided that today would be good to climb a large mountain that I saw while walking around the city the past few days. It was quite cloudy when I woke up, I had 2 eggs and an arepa, and then started at about 9am.
Monserrate is about 3,260 meters high. It has been sacred for a long time. The indigenous natives protected the mountain, and used it as a place to worship the sun, and to collect their sacred and medicinal plants. Since colonial times, it has been a place of pilgrimage, and at the top is a large church, with statues for each station of the cross. The mountain still has many plants that were there when it was covered by the Andean forest, with lots of animals living among the plants.
I thought this would be a relaxing jaunt away from the madness of the city…. but this walk was no joke. A sign at the beginning of the walk warns that it is only suitable for people in perfect health – it was no exaggeration. That said – at the top, I saw a man with no legs going along on his fists, and an old man carrying a box full of fruit on his head while I was on my way back down.
Afterwards I went looking for drumsticks – This also turned into a sort of pilgrimage, with strange things on the way …. Below are pictures:
Note: Yesterday I had an arepa … today I had 2 arepas. Tomorrow I will probably have three arepas. I need to find arepas in Cardiff, either that or Ill have to learn how to make them.