Visiting Casa Elemento before the quaratine |
While for many my life might seem very carefree (and definitely cannot complain about the conditions here), the ones who know me also know that staying positive, keeping the brave face on and not thinking too much about the things I can’t change are my coping mechanisms to not let the fear and panic take over. It doesn’t mean that I didn’t cry because I felt super anxious mostly for my friends and family, wasn’t battling in my head if I should try to get on an evacuation flight or stay here and wait hoping it gets better, or wasn’t afraid that the situation here gets unstable and dangerous. It just means that I try my best to make the best out of every day and handle the situations as they come. Otherwise I would go nuts no matter where I was.
How I got here?
I was in
Bogota when the situation in Colombia started to get real and many people had
come there to try to find a way to go home since the international airport is
located there. That said, the hostel was packed with many hysteric and
panicking people. As the rumors about possible lockdown started to spread, I
made a very quick decision to fly to northern Colombia as fast as possible to
make sure that I was at least somewhere nice in case of a lockdown. I had had
Minca in my mind as the place to go, so booked a flight to Santa Marta for the
same night and a hostel for one night to continue to Minca in the
morning.
At the
hostel in Santa Marta I met two kinds of people: the panicking ones wanting to leave as soon as possible and the
ones who had decided to stay. It’s very confusing to be around the panicking
people who can’t even think clear anymore and try my best to calm them down
or help them by borrowing phone or sharing the info I had (thank you Finnish
Embassy in Colombia, your great and fast information flow has helped so many of
us). Being around them really makes you question your own decisions and easily
takes you down to the same hysteria, so I wanted to get away from those crowds
as soon as possible. The following morning I found out that two other travelers
had the same plan to go to Minca, so we decided to share a taxi instead of
catching a bus. It ended up being a great decision, since the police had
stopped the buses and were giving hard time to travelers.
After first
night in another hostel in Minca, we got a good offer and decided to book a dorm from
Siembra Boutique Hostel to move there in couple of days. Once we were there doing the
booking, a friend of my texted to ask if I had got the information about the
curfew starting that day. Of course I hadn’t, cause no one really had any info.
That’s how all the information flow has gone here so far, nothing really from official sources. So I had to walk for
1 km throught the empty village in dark during curfew and try to explain the police with guns out in Spanish that I was lost and on my way to
hostel to avoid 300.000 COP fine or even jail. I was seriously about to shit my pants. After this experience and all the growing
rumors and panic, I made the decision with the other two to move to Siembra already the next day.
And I’m very glad I did, since they decided to start a self-quarantine that
very day and wouldn't accept any more guests the upcoming weeks.
Siembra Boutique Hostel - my home for now |
Sun deck (=yoga room) and restaurant on left |
Working space |
This is a
paradise where we don’t really have to worry about a thing and I’m extremely
happy and thankful to be here, especially with great people that already became
like a new family. The food is so amazing that I had to start limiting the
eating to be able to walk out instead of rolling down the hill :D We are about
25 people (including staff) with 14 different nationalities and also staff staying here on premises to ensure complete quarantine isolation. I especially appreciate the
fact that the panicking people are gone and even though every one of us have
their concerns, we are trying to stay positive and not to stress about the
things we have no impact on.
"Your life looks so amazing and carefree"
First, I really hesitated to post anything to social media since it feels unfair that I get to stay in this paradise while many have to stay locked inside their small apartments. I was very positively surprised after getting the courage to post something: all comments were only positive and asking to keep posting, since it brought so much joy to them. While my social media might look really chill, it’s a continuous emotional rollercoaster like anywhere else. I’m afraid that the situation gets out of control either with the virus or then people start stealing etc. due to shortage of money after losing businesses. I'm also worried that I get the virus and can't get medical treatment. I'm mostly terrified that one of my friends or family gets seriously ill especially when having many loved ones that belong to the risk groups. But at the moment I feel very safe where I am and try not to let the fears take over.
The toughest part by far is to talk with people back home that feel
very anxious and have hard time because of the situation and I’m not able to be
there for them. But even though I was back home I couldn’t meet and hug them
due to curfews and stuff. So I’m trying my best to be there for friends and
family. And for my friends and family: I really want to know how you actually
feel and what's happening back home, even the worst parts. It also helps me to understand what is the situation like outside of this
paradise and make me more prepared to face the world after this minimum 4-week quarantine.
I’m living in this perfect bubble on top of the hill with no idea what’s the situation even in the Minca village 1,5 kilometers down the hill. It will be super scary to leave this place one day and enter the outside world. It really does feel like a Big Brother house where random people are put together and isolated from everything (well, we do have news and social media, etc.). The national lockdown is supposed to end on 14th April, but no one know if it actually does. So at I’m trying not to worry too much about the life after that, because no one has an idea how things are afterwards making planning quite pointless and impossible. Making the best out of the situation is the best I can do.
My favorite hobby: watching these amazing sunsets |
I’m living in this perfect bubble on top of the hill with no idea what’s the situation even in the Minca village 1,5 kilometers down the hill. It will be super scary to leave this place one day and enter the outside world. It really does feel like a Big Brother house where random people are put together and isolated from everything (well, we do have news and social media, etc.). The national lockdown is supposed to end on 14th April, but no one know if it actually does. So at I’m trying not to worry too much about the life after that, because no one has an idea how things are afterwards making planning quite pointless and impossible. Making the best out of the situation is the best I can do.
So next
time more about our activity schedule and how we’ll be awesome multitalents
after leaving this place, thanks to all the mostly self-organized program.
Love,
Else
In Finland we feed ducks, here hummingbirds are casual guests |