COLOMBIA 🇨🇴 ke KHATARNAK aur KHUBSURAT Roads pe Akela INDIAN 🇮🇳 Ep.58

Hello, Namaskar, Salaam, Sat Sri Akal, and Ram Ram Ji!

Once again, welcome back to my channel.

Right now, I’m in Bogotá, the capital city of Colombia, and today we’re starting our ride from here. It’s already 10:00 AM. I had planned to start early in the morning, but it was raining, so I couldn’t leave. It’s still drizzling a little, but now I have no choice—I need to get moving.

The thing is, it can rain here at any time, on any day. So, before leaving the city, I’ll stop at an Indian restaurant, pack some food, and then continue my journey.

Today, I’ll probably ride around 50–60 km. The first 100 km is mostly downhill, and after that, the climb begins. Right now, we’re at an altitude of 2,650 metres above sea level. Even if I leave around 12 or 1 PM, riding at an average speed of 15 km/h, I can comfortably cover around 90 km in 5–6 hours.

So, let’s get going.

My bicycle, Dhanno, is all set. I cleaned it thoroughly and got everything ready. I stayed at this hotel for four or five days. It was a bit expensive, but overall, it was a nice place.

Come on, Dhanno, let’s go!

I’ll keep this flag on for a while, although it’s broken from here. Once I get into the local areas, I’ll remove it. But inside the city, I’ll keep it on.

I’m waiting at a red light right now. Just look at this house! The artwork and mural painted on it are absolutely beautiful.

We’re heading towards an Indian restaurant nearby. There are supermarkets like D1, OXXO, and another major chain here.

Slowly moving ahead… Here we are! There are three or four Indian restaurants and also a few Pakistani restaurants in this area.

This is Ajay Bhai. They even keep the restaurant gate locked from the inside for safety.

“Namaste, brother!”

“Namaste! How are you?”

Preparations are going on inside.

Alright, I’ve left the Indian restaurant now. I had my meal and also packed two parathas, which will be enough for tonight’s dinner.

Now let’s continue.

The underpass here is really well built. If you want to reach the city centre, you just take this route.

I’ve now left the city behind.

There are so many motorcycles here—Honda, Hero, Bajaj, and TVS are the most common brands. Just like back home, motorcycles are everywhere.

Look at their national flag. There’s a football match today, and people here are absolutely crazy about football.

I decided not to take the highway. Instead, I’m riding through the city streets.

Bogotá is a well-planned city. The streets don’t have names—they’re identified by numbers.

Honestly, riding through cities has its own charm.

These green buses you see are electric buses, while the blue ones are regular buses. Public transport here is excellent. There are buses everywhere.

Bogotá is the largest city in Colombia. The city I’m heading towards is the country’s second-largest city.

What’s this? “Tejas.”

And look—there’s a Honda showroom. Hero also has many dealerships here.

Looks like it’s going to rain again. It had only just stopped.

The roads are quite rough in places. There’s another red light ahead.

That’s a Ford truck.

And here’s the toll plaza just outside the city. They’ve done one good thing—they’ve made a separate lane for motorcycles.

I’ve already ridden about 20–25 km outside Bogotá, but the traffic on the opposite side is still heavily congested.

The drizzle has started again.

We’re approaching a place called Madrid. Of course, Madrid is also the capital of Spain, and across Latin America, you’ll often find towns and cities named after famous places from other countries.

And here we are—Madrid.

Wow! There’s even a cycling lane, although it’s full of junk.

This is Hospital Maria.

This appears to be the city centre. I’m not even sure whether this is Madrid or the neighbouring town because both cities are connected so closely.

I’m riding at a great pace now. The weather is perfect because there isn’t much sunlight.

Oops… it’s raining again!

So I’ve stopped for a cappuccino. I’ll have a coffee before continuing. The coffee machine is acting up, so they asked me to wait for five minutes.

By the way, when I stayed in Lima, then Quito, and now here, I was lucky enough to find Indian restaurants everywhere.

I’d eat proper Indian food there and also pack an extra meal for later.

Thanks to all that delicious Indian food, I’ve gained back the weight I lost while cycling through Bolivia.

Now I’m fit again—but honestly, I need to lose some weight because I get slightly out of breath.

Right now I’m at an altitude of around 2,580 metres, and I can already feel it. Imagine what it would be like at 3,700 or 3,800 metres.

I’ll leave once the rain eases.

These public buses are quite aggressive on the roads.

Coffee’s done, and the rain has become lighter.

Let’s continue and see how far we can reach today.

This shopping centre reminds me so much of India.

There’s just one major difference—people hardly use their horns here.

Otherwise, it’s just like back home. Vehicles keep squeezing through traffic, there are roadside shops, roadside parking—everything feels familiar.

Let’s keep moving.

Cycling and motorbikes are extremely popular here.

Interestingly, you’ll see more women riding bicycles and motorcycles than men.

Wow! That’s a new-style motorcycle.

Come on, Dhanno!

The sun is out, yet it’s still raining.

Back home, we say, “The ghosts are getting married,” whenever it’s sunny and raining at the same time.

Even this small town has a Domino’s Pizza.

And once again, the rain has started.

Today’s destination is a place called Villeta.

It’s about 60 km away.

It’s already 2:00 PM, but I still have about four hours of daylight left.

If the rain doesn’t become too heavy, I’ll easily make it because after another 10–20 km, the downhill section begins, and then my average speed should increase to around 20–25 km/h.

The rain became quite heavy, so I stopped at a petrol station.

Might as well grab another coffee.

I’ve started drinking way too much caffeine these days.

This cappuccino costs 5,000 Colombian Pesos.

Cheers, friends!

It’s still drizzling, but I can’t keep waiting forever.

Let’s keep riding.

There are so many motorcycles here. Honestly, there are more bikes here than Ola bikes back in India!

The traffic is unbelievable.

The rain started again, so I turned towards a nearby village.

I’ll stay here tonight.

There’s a hotel here.

Look, someone’s selling eggs.

Eggs! Fresh eggs!

“Sunday or Monday, eat eggs every day!”

Even in this village, the police are stopping vehicles for inspections.

And look at this beautiful old building.

This is Hospital San Rafael, originally built in 1856.

Let’s see what tomorrow’s journey brings.

Here’s the natural and engaging English translation of your travel vlog script:

There isn’t a Plaza de Armas church here. Usually, these plazas are built next to a church, but not in this town. Instead of a proper bus terminal like we have in India, the buses simply stop along the roadside.

Look around—there are motorcycle repair shops everywhere.

And look at that… Bajaj! Our very own Bajaj motorcycles!

That looks like a hotel. Let me check if there’s a room available. I hadn’t booked anything in advance.

Alright, I got this hotel. It’s located right on the roadside. Notice how the hotel owner keeps the main gate locked from the inside. They leave the small entrance gate open while the larger gate stays locked. That’s how many hotels operate here.

I asked for a ground-floor room, and they gave me one. It cost about $12 for the night.

Sometimes, these are the kinds of rooms you end up staying in during long-distance travel.

My total ride for the day was around 80–90 kilometres.

Now it’s time for a shower. I still have the parathas I packed yesterday from the Indian restaurant, so I’ll enjoy those for dinner and relax.

Good morning!

Let’s get ready and head out.

We’re now leaving the area after yesterday’s ride from Colombia’s capital. Yesterday I covered around 80–85 km, and today the plan is another 80 km.

The next town is called something like Villeta. We’ll head there first and then continue another 80 kilometres.

Today’s route has a few climbs ahead, but we’ll take it easy. There’s no rush.

It’s early morning, and the clouds have already gathered.

The traffic here is unbelievable. The bus drivers are especially aggressive.

This was the hotel where I stayed last night. Honestly, calling it a hotel is generous. It was a strange place.

The people there made a lot of noise throughout the night, and loud DJ music kept playing. I think many hotels around here are rented by the hour.

The climb ahead is quite challenging. The road keeps taking you downhill and then immediately uphill again.

The road is also very narrow. Climbing itself isn’t a problem if the road is good, but when the road is narrow and rough, it becomes difficult.

I’ve stopped here for a coffee break.

Dhanno is parked over there.

I’ve ordered a coffee and some bread.

The traffic on this road is quite heavy.

Look at the sweat—I’m drenched already!

I’ve taken off my jacket. If the weather stays pleasant, I’ll keep riding without it. Otherwise, I’ll put it back on.

It rains almost every hour here.

Oh God! Finally, I found a decent cup of coffee.

Most of the coffee I’ve had here has been quite strange.

I’ve finished my breakfast and also bought some fresh fruit.

One thing this region is famous for is flower farming.

All those fields behind me are greenhouses. Almost everywhere you look, people are growing roses.

The rose cultivation here is massive, and almost all of the flowers are exported.

The wind has become very strong.

A security vehicle is travelling alongside me.

There’s a huge traffic jam ahead because the road has been blocked.

Look at those clouds moving beneath us.

The last time I saw such a view was almost 25 years ago during my pilgrimage to Vaishno Devi in India.

When you reach Sanjichhat, the clouds often pass beneath your feet. The views used to be absolutely breathtaking. I’m not sure if they’re still the same today, but back then they were unforgettable.

Right now, traffic has been stopped on one side while vehicles are allowed through from the other side.

Someone has built a small water reservoir here for irrigation.

Look how beautifully the clouds are drifting across the valley.

Our route now takes us far below these clouds.

The traffic had been stopped because of an accident.

Look over there—a truck has overturned on the road.

I’ve stopped for a while to let the traffic clear.

There’s a local bakery here where they bake bread in traditional clay ovens.

They even have separate ovens for vegetarian and non-vegetarian food.

We’ve come from somewhere beyond those mountains, and now we’re slowly descending into the valley.

The rain has returned.

Come on, Dhanno… let’s keep moving.

Friends, just look at these breathtaking views.

The highways here are kept extremely clean.

I stopped just to show you this scenery.

Isn’t it absolutely incredible?

The clouds have now moved to the other side, and I’ve descended a little.

Look at Dhanno standing so beautifully against this backdrop.

Down there is the valley where we’re heading.

Moments like these make you realise that beautiful rewards only come after hard work.

This road reminds me of the route above Manali in India.

Honestly, I’d even say this is more beautiful than the Manali highway.

Without a doubt, it’s one of the most scenic roads I’ve ever travelled.

The road builders have done an amazing job here.

Speed breakers and road markings are very well maintained.

This is part of the Pan-American Highway.

It’s only a single carriageway, but that’s expected in the mountains. You can’t really expect a dual carriageway here.

Still, it’s an incredibly beautiful road.

Everything looks spectacular from this altitude.

Today’s target is now only around 20–30 kilometres away.

I don’t even know the name of the town I’m heading towards.

The markets are beginning to close.

Only the bars are still open.

People are sitting in bars, having drinks, and watching the football match.

I’m getting really exhausted now.

I think I’ve finally entered a city.

We’ll see what happens next.

Because of the rain, I’m completely soaked.

The roads were dark, and I’m running about one hour behind schedule.

I’ve already ridden around 125 kilometres, and I’m completely exhausted.

This place looks like a tourist town.

Once I reach my room, I’ll show you how risky this area feels.

First, I’ll sit somewhere, have some juice, and then look for a hotel.

I’ve already checked four hotels.

It’s Friday evening, and since this is a tourist destination, almost every hotel is fully booked.

Let’s see if this one has a room.

I’ve been wandering from one hotel to another for quite some time.

Finally, I managed to book one.

It costs around $20 for the night.

I have no idea how far I’ll have to go to reach it.

Right now, nobody seems to care because everyone is completely focused on the football match.

The entire city is packed with people.

There’s an unbelievable crowd everywhere.

Everyone is cheering loudly for the match.

This is a restaurant attached to the hotel.

Let’s see how things go.

I booked a basic room through Booking.com, and at this point, that’s more than enough for me.