Coming Back

---

I have been in the country of my birth for 3 weeks now, seventeen years after I left and had not returned. I have travelled all throughout Medellin, city where I made my home for the first eight years of my life, and to Bogota to visit my special someone, Janneth. I have heard stories from all possible family members, some of which I did not know existed. I have cried and laughed, and had nostalgic memories that I did not know exist flood my mind. I have drank aguardiente like water with individuals throughout the cities that I have been to, washed down with beer. I drove through the same mountains where my father died in a bus accident; the same curve. My travels through Mexico and my country will soon follow, along with those pictures, and a blog from Prague that I have had no time to post. But this is to show some pictures of my father and mother when they first met, as well as when my mother was pregnant with me. Their names Alvaro Zea and Martha Calle. These were taking 25-27 years ago.
Overall, the experience has been quite abnormal. Though I am happy and excited to see this land once again, I still do not feel like I am here. My travels through Asia, Europe, and North America have made me feel like I am still travelling through some new lands, meeting new people. But these individuals that affected my life in those first eight years, have a familiar feel. I have been welcomed here in Medellin as I had never left, and in Bogota I have made a new family, and as well great memories. I want to thank all those that have made stay here nostalgic and wonderful.

---

Photos

My Parents
These photos were taken on a trip with some friends. My father is the one with glasses and mustache, and my mother is the one with a pink shirt.

My Parents
These photos were taken on a trip with some friends. My father is the one with glasses and mustache, and my mother is the one with a pink shirt. Here there is another photo of my mom, in a red shirt; first photos of her when pregnant with me.

My Parents
These are of a day after a night of partying, my father is recovering. Photos of my brother and I along with our mom.

My parents
Top picture:A friend in the foreground and my mother in the background. Bottom picture: my father posing.

My parents
Top picture: My mother and a friend--my brother's godmother. Bottom picture: my father with my mother.

My parents
The same trip to Puente Occidente; Antioquia, 27 years ago.

My parents
My parents hugging, and my father's best friend, Alejandro, standing near them. The Puente Occidente in the background.

Memories
My sister and I, my father took the picture.

Comments

[Rob_n_Lorenza]

Great photos
Love the older photos you added to this blog. Moustaches sure were fashionable back then! Rob