3-3-10 Popayan, Colombia

We left Cali in the afternoon, much later than we would have liked to but still happy to be riding. The ride out was't terribly scenic but really fun, lots of traffic which is always exciting. Plenty of darting between trucks on the road then splitting between all the vehicles while stopped at lights, being careful not to bump the panniers against their mirrors.
Once out of town we hit walking-pace traffic. We blew past it on the shoulder didn't know it was a funeral procession until it was too late. We then rode through a lot of sugar cane fields and passed trucks that were hauling five swerving trailers behind them, full of sugar cane. We started passing cars on shoulder as it just seemed to make good sense for us. We hit the mountains and things cooled off quickly then got a downpour upon hitting the outskirts of Popayan. We stopped outside some church then ran inside out of the rain as we didn't know where our hostel was or where we were, for that matter. One might say that we were lost, but I wouldn't. Once the rain subsided it didn't talke long to find Hosteltrail, a nice big hostel owned by a British guy.