Being a Traveler in Medellín: 2

I entered the airport terminal, a large hallway that wound around with marble floors and stone walls. I felt a warm reception, as if I were being received by people, as I slid through the…

Being a Traveler in Medellín: 1

The warm, oily air rushed on to my face from the street. It smelled like diesel and fried dough. I walked down the sloped sidewalk to the station for El Metro, the overland train public…