🌿 Colombia: 10 Days of Fire, Flow & Freedom

Colombia isn’t simply a country you visit; it’s a living heartbeat. A place where jungles hum ancient lullabies, cities buzz with caffeine and chaos, and the Caribbean sun melts every last piece of stress off your shoulders. It’s the kind of place that asks who you are when no one else is watching.

I arrived alone, as always. But Colombia doesn’t let you stay alone for long — not with its street-side laughter, its impulsive rhythms, its way of reminding you that you’re alive in every possible sense. Here’s how ten days unfolded: equal parts adventure, therapy, and salty freedom.

📍 Day 1 — Bogotá: Where Altitude Meets Attitude

Bogotá greeted me like an old friend with sharp elbows — cool air, high altitude, and streets thrumming with possibility.

I wandered Usaquén, letting my body settle into the altitude. Warm tea in hand, I watched the city flicker beneath me from a rooftop. No rush, no agenda. Just breath, sky, and a moment to land in myself.

📍 Day 2 — Into the Underworld: Zipaquirá’s Salt Cathedral

If a cathedral could be carved inside the ribcage of the earth, this is what it would feel like. Descending into Zipaquirá’s tunnels, everything glows—violet, blue, sacred.

I sat in the darkness, wrapped in cool salt air, listening to footsteps from travelers who, like me, came seeking something unnamed. The spa after? Salt scrubs, deep stillness, and a body that felt brand new.

📍 Day 3 — Bogotá’s Colors, Chaos & Cumbia

A salsa class jolted me awake — the instructor insisted I stop thinking and start feeling. Bogotá does that; it breaks your routine and pulls you into its rhythm.

La Candelaria offered more color than my camera could handle. Street art, politics, love letters, rebellion — all painted where the world can see.

📍 Day 4 — Santa Marta: Trading Mountains for Caribbean Ease

One flight and the world shifted. Suddenly my skin was warm again, and the air tasted like mango and salt.

I walked the sand at sunset, the sky a watercolor disaster of pink, peach, and gold. Solo dinners hit differently by the ocean — you start to realize that solitude is a kind of luxury.

📍 Day 5 — Minca: The Jungle’s Whisper

Minca is a green dream. Coffee farms, waterfalls, mountain views that punch the breath out of you.

I hiked past parrots and ceiba trees, ending in cold jungle pools that felt like baptism. A cacao massage afterward sealed the deal — my skin smelled like chocolate and freedom.

📍 Day 6 — The Art of Stillness on the Caribbean Coast

By now Colombia had cracked me open in the best way.

I spent an entire day honoring slowness:

• Swimming

• Journaling

• Napping

• Ordering coconut rice like it was a religion

Solo travel is a conversation with yourself — and Colombia gives you space to listen.

📍 Day 7 — Barranquilla: Between Rivers & Rhythms

A brief hello to Barranquilla — river breezes, friendly faces, and a Malecón that feels like a page out of someone else’s love story.

Then I was off again, chasing the next chapter.

📍 Day 8 — Cartagena: Romance Without a Partner Required

Cartagena is a love letter you write to yourself. Amber streets, bougainvillea walls, music curling around every corner.

I wandered the walled city early, letting the pastel facades wake up around me. Afternoons were made for rooftops — pools, ceviche, and the permission to be happily, unapologetically solo.

📍 Day 9 — Guatapé: Climbing Into a Wider Perspective

Medellín’s creative heartbeat pulled me in, but Guatapé truly stole the show.

El Peñol rises like a stone titan — 740 steps to a view that rearranges your insides. Lakes shimmering below, scattered islands like emerald confetti.

Then came the technicolor streets of Guatapé, where every wall is an artist showing off.

📍 Day 10 — Tatacoa Desert: Ending in a Sea of Stars

Tatacoa is raw, red, and ancient — a desert that whispers in canyons shaped by fire.

At sunrise, I meditated alone among the rocks. At night, the stars hung so low it felt like they were leaning in to kiss my forehead.

There’s no better ending to a trip that’s changed you.

✨ Why Colombia Is a Solo Traveler’s Dream

You’ll be asked this, so let me say it clearly: Yes, Colombia is safe for solo travelers — especially if you’re intentional, aware, and willing to flow with its rhythm.

Come for the views.Stay for the humanity.Leave with a softer heart and a fuller sense of who you are.

Colombia stays with you long after your plane lifts off. Like a story still being written.