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Jame Eder introduces the student organisation.
Amaneeta Shokur explains more about AIESEC and how she is involved.
Scheila came to Birmingham from Brazil on a student scheme run by AIESEC.
Profile of the South American country from BBC News.
Follow James' travels on this map of Colombia from Lonely Planet.
Check out James' prints online.
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44.2 million (UN, 2003)
Major language: Spanish
Major religion: Christianity
Money: 1 Colombian peso = 100 centavos
Exports: Petrol, coffee, coal, gold, bananas, flowers,
chemicals, emeralds, cotton,, sugar, livestock
(pronounced "i-sek") stands for the Association
for the International Exchange of Students in Economics and
is the world's largest international student organisation
with 30,000 members in over 86 countries.
version of this page.
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Sunday we went to Crepes and Waffles once again, this time for Sonya's
goodbye lunch. It felt strange as she is the first one to leave
out of all of us. It was the second and last time all of us 'pioneers'
on the programme this summer were in the same place.
out for dinner
on in the week, Dan Uno and I were invited out with two new AIESEC
members, Vanessa and Stephanie. We arrived at Stephanie's apartment
meeting her mother and sister. One of the differences here in Colombia,
is that many university students still live with their parents.
I think I prefer the freedom and flexibility back home. Although
for some people it might be hard to move away from home, it forces
you to learn a lot about yourself and to be more responsible.
with Vanessa and Stephanie
Dan and I thought it was going to be a formal sit-down dinner and
were relieved when we shortly left for a nearby restaurant. The
meal was great; I tried my best in Spanish, with Dan translating
when I gave him a confused look. At the end of the meal, much to
our surprise, the girls paid for us We tried to insist that we would
but then gave in and sat down, thanking them again.
Thursday, taking a day off work, Juan K, Juliet and I ventured into
Down Town, central Barranquilla for the first time. It was strange
as the Colombians at University and the AIESECers do not ever go
there and talk about it like it is too dangerous.
took the bus; within 10 minutes there is a noticeable change from
the north of Barranquilla we were used to. It is hotter in the centre
as it's busy and bustling. There are street stalls and donkey carts
moving slowly. Like any city centre, it is more dangerous which
made us more cautious and aware of where we were. We walked around
to the markets spending a few hours there.
felt strange to think that local AIESECers and others generally
don't go to Down Town, but then I suppose at home do we generally
explore those areas that are known to be less safe - each city has
one. We picked up a number of bargains and headed back to the university.
on our bus route
lunch, Juan K told us in quite a light-hearted way how a fellow
student in his class was in the psychology department speaking to
someone after they had been on a bus - the Kra 54, the same bus
we get everyday.
men had come onto the bus and demanded money from people. Two people
resisted; they ended up being shot in the legs. Not surprisingly,
this left both Juliet and I quite shaken. We didn't want to take
the bus for the next few days, but our daily routine continued,
so we had to. It was just something that happened and nothing we
could do about it. We're lucky we haven't experienced violence like
that directly and I hope we don't have to.
the afternoon, we visited Peurto Colombia, originally the biggest
port in the Atlantic in the 1880s. It helped in developing the coast.
As other ports were built, it was ruined and it's been left as a
port was an entrance to Colombia for refugees, especially after
World War II. One of the communities grateful for Colombia's support
is the Jewish people, represented by a plaque which can be seen
here. As we walked along the pier out to the sea, we passed locals
fishing and as dusk drew near, it was an amazing site, looking back
to the land as the water shimmered.
Peurto Colombia, we had a short taxi ride to Killamanjaro, the same
place we had gone to on the beach in the first week. As we sat on
the beach enjoying the sunset, it was then 18.30. Remember that
time - it should not be spent anywhere outdoors if at all possible.
We were swarmed, literally, by mosquitoes - we could not fend them
off fast enough and I must have lost a pint of blood.
the sun went down, I felt myself being bitten on the feet. Juan
K told me to bury them in the sand and I would be fine. We gathered
our things and tried to leave, delayed because we still had to pay.
I handed my money to one of the others and ran to the road, which
I thought would give some shelter. I was wrong...
- ringed in black!
the end, my legs and feet were covered with over 30 bites on each
as well as bites on my neck and back. Juliet was the same. We were
so itchy and we had to walk and then wait for the bus to arrive!
I just wished we had left half an hour earlier, but hey, I suppose
then I wouldn't have the amazing sunset photos (I will never forget
how itchy those bites were though!).
by James Eder
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James enjoys sunset at Killamanjaro