Our guide was a local whose family fled to Venezuela during Colombia’s violent years (family members were killed by the guerrillas). He recently returned to escape the chaos in Venezuela. (He had his car jacked twice at gun point within three months… by the police.)
We rode through the nice areas the city and also the gritty, including the barrios where the addicts hang out and the red light district. As we pedaled, we had a long talk about politics, cocaine, guerrillas, natural resource exploitation, and the economy. The takeaway? The average Colombian is the one who suffers most. It’s tough to see such poverty in a country so rich in resources.