Tulcan

A freezing night in Tulcan and the day after, a visit of the local cemetery, which is the most incredible cemetery on earth. I crossed the border to Colombia at midday.

Crossing the border was pretty much a piece of cake, a walk in the park, a picnic in the garden, smooth sailing.

I only had to take a taxi to the shortcut place. From there I hopped on a motorbike taxi and we drove approximately 5km to another place near the Colombian city Ipiales. I crossed a bridge and walked up a hill to Ipiales, when a milkman with his little truck stoped in front of me. I then had a lift to the city.Læs mere