Tuesday, June 24, 2008




Everybody thinks that speak without telling personal experiences is a lie. In this post I am going to share with you my life in Colombia, and you will see that Colombian people in spite of difficulties have normal life with good regards, dreams, and hopes.

My house
My family has lived in the same house since my parents got married. I lived there until I finished high school. It is a big colonial house with two floors, red roof and huge doors. It is located in Mompox’s main street, just in the corner in front to the City Hall and the Freedom Park. It is painted in green and white, and it is for my friends and I the meeting point every night during our vacations.

My education
I studied elementary, junior high, and high school in my hometown, then I moved to Barranquilla to study at the North University, when I got my law degree I moved to Bogotá D.C. for work reasons and to studied oil and gas law graduate program.

My job
The last two years I was working with one of the supreme courts in Colombia. Also, I set up my own courier business, and I have been learning about farm or agriculture administration with my family.

I do not want to cheat you with unreal stories. For me leaving my country is not mandatory, it is only a good option to improve my background.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008




I would like to write about my hometown. I was born in Mompox, a little town on the Caribbean Offshore of Colombia, on a left bank of the Magdalena River. My town is really famous for its colonial architecture and for the articles of gold and silver that craftsmen have made during the last five centuries. Also, we have the most beautiful holy week in Colombia, and year after year Momposinos Nazarenes like me fall upon our shoulders images made on wood that dramatize or stage Jesus Christ’s passion and death.

Many journalists and historians have written about Mompox. They have said that my town is a lost city in the time because even in these days the tourisms can walk around, ride a bicycle or make ecotourism without risks. Maybe, that happen because Mompox is the biggest island inside my country, and we only have one way to go and leave the city that is the river.

If you go to Mompox, you should visit the churches, the squares, the Cultural House, the Golden Museum, the cemetery. Likewise, you have to taste our typical food and take a walk for the street near to the river.


“Mompox doesn't exist, we sometimes dream about it, but it doesn't exist.”
Gabriel García Márquez.
Literature Nobel Prize Winner, 1982.

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Tuesday, June 10, 2008

My Country




Many people have been listening some things that are not true about my Country, but they do not know Colombia’s real face. Certainly, we have a lot of trouble, but we are working for solve them.

On the other hand, we are more than drugs and guerrilla. We are hard-working, resourceful, creative, striving, persistent people endowed with many values and attributes, that live in the most charming place in the whole world. We have hidden treasures like music, food, customs, towns, beaches, and islands.

Colombia is a country that dreams of showing its true face to the world. The true Colombia is a country full of colors, tastes, beautiful cities, and landscapes, so varied you cannot imagine.

Also, we are millions of people who await you with open arms a lot of passion in the hearts.

We only have one form to show you our treasure. What are you waiting for visit us?

You should get involved helping us to break unreal paradigms about our country. Your help is essential.

My challenge is to show Colombia as a country of opportunities for tourism, trade, and investment. For that reason, I decided create this blog, and week after week, I am going to share with you some of the most beautiful experiences that I have lived in my country.
You are very welcome.