Tayrona National Park
The Lost City Ruin
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At one point Pedro and Ruth showed us some of the samples of jewelry that was once made here by a tribe skilled in the working of metals and stone. |
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And then, after passing by a shaman's hut, although the man was not present at the time, and more steps, we got to the heart of the city. Taken with my SD card in someone else's Point & Shoot pocket camera. |
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And here is the lovely German lass who saved my day (ass). She lent me her Nikon camera for 15 minutes or so, permitting me to put my SD card into it and rush to the top of the city ruin and take the pictures that I had come here to take. |
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And then it was my turn, up the steps to the very top, there's a flag marking the spot, which is the highest accessible, and smallest, platform, where a member of the Columbian military stands guard. He's part of a heavily armed force that patrols these mountains between Colombia and Venezuela. |
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Much happier now that I had access to the little point and shoot camera, then the Nikon, and after that Pedro's P&S camera. You can see the flag that marks the highest terrace above me. |
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I immediately called it the dungeon. Close. Here is where offenders would be sent to sit and contemplate the evil of their ways. I do not know how they would treat a violent criminal or when the offender, or the community, decided to let the person out. |
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A map stone. Not easily folded and carried around. |
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Another stone that was a 3-dimensional representation of the mountain where the city was located |
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After the lengthy descent, back to our walk in the park. First, this more treacherous river crossing |
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And then this much more benign one (or I would not be standing there, all at ease) |