My name is
Daniela, I am in eighth semester of psychology in the university Icesi located
in Cali, Colombia.
At the
moment I am working like logistic monitor in Bienestar universitario. My work
consists in backing up the organization of different events for the university
community. I am about to go out to professional practice and want find work in
an organization where make work of human resources management and capacitation
of staff. However the theoretic focus that excites me is psychoanalysis.
My likes
are traveling and knowing various landscapes, I am a fan of seeing landscapes
in the distance they generate a bloating to me and they permit me seeing the
immensity of Earth and it small that we can be the humans. Also I like to know
varied restaurants and to dance.
This blog
has the purpose to talk about a small journey that I made with my family this
weekend to the km 30, this town was very visited because he had luxurious farms
and wonderful equine expositions in the time of the drug trafficking in Cali at
present the people that lives there have very few tourist attractions however
they are very kind and hardworking people and the climate is hot in the day and
cold when getting dark.
The kilometer 30 is coming out of Cali for the road to the sea (road toward Buenaventura) We
left from Cali without having breakfast consequently in the road we were hungry
and stopped about in the kilometer 11 in a named "parador Karen Andrea" my boyfriend
knows this road because he lived some time his infancy in the kilometer 26 and he
recommended this place affirming that the chorizos were delicious.
The
chorizos were not bad, but were red-colored intense which made us suspect of
his procedence. However, we ate chorizo with lemon and Coke of breakfast to
amortize hunger while we got through to our destination.
We took time to get to the kilometer 30 are 20 minutes after stopping to have breakfast, however when getting to the town, kept on hungrily and so that to in order to stick at the same alimentary line came in to a named place "ricuras del 30" where sell papas rellenas, chicharrón, bofe, chunchullo, chorizos, and all kind of fried snack accompanying fritanga drink refajo (as the good caleños) this drink is based on mixing Colombian soda with beer. We gave a good banquet, after being satisfied then we went to do a horse ride to appreciate all the region.
We went for
a narrow path that came out of the town and to the 10 minutes we found some
stables where the horses were renting, the horse ride cost $20.000 and I last for 50 minutes, the journey consisted in going get narrow path next
to climb a hill and next riding a stony path , we passed near some cultivations
of lettuce and the guide showed a resort us a named "rancho claro" which had been
pretty and had many buffalos, but had changed owners and the place was very
neglected and only a few buffalos around 15 buffalos.
This walk
finalized soon because my boyfriend along the horse ride had the horse fast gallop
and when being near to the stables the horse increase velocity by itself and it
made a turn very closed, my boyfriend overturned his chair and shot out to one
side his fall made us return immediately to Cali and the diagnosis was an
articular spillage of the left-hand won incapacity for 15 days.
