While many nights of our time in Guaduas, we went to a restaurant to eat supper, most nights were topped off with a delightful desert of ice cream and strawberries with bananas. Sometimes the ice cream was simply a delicious vanilla ice cream, but sometimes the cold treat had a pink color and a decidedly different taste. On occasion the ice cream had a green hue and appeared to be pistachio. Whatever the flavor of the frozen milk concoction, it was truly delicious.
Over the course of our time in Guaduas, we met interesting denizens. One, Miguel, wanted to learn English and was willing to swap much needed Spanish lessons for some pointers in English. His desire to learn made him an excellent student and perhaps on a future trip we can continue with his and my edification.
Miguel also provided a bit of a respite from relaxing in the patio of Hotel San Cristobal by offering a trip into the country for him to work briefly at two or three farms near Guaduas. One was a chicken farm which you did not want to be downwind from for very long.
The vegetation was lush and verdant, but the trip was a bit rough on the dirt roads out of town. After surviving the trip to the country, the ice cream was more than a little welcome.