One of the first articles I read about Colombian street art focused on Comuna 13. Formerly one of the most dangerous neighborhoods in the world, Comuna 13 now is alive with color, art, and tourism.
Our driver picked us up at the hotel Monday morning and brought us to the Metro, where we took the train into the Comuna 13 neighborhood. We linked up with a tour group and heard the stories of the barrios once a battleground for FARC, for guerrillas, for Escobar… our guide grew up in the neighborhood and even took us to her family’s home.
Escalators were installed in Comuna 13, and prior to that, walking down to the main area to even get to a bus or metro would have taken well over 30 minutes on countless flights of stairs. We walked 6 miles on the tour, not counting the six escalators.
I can’t begin to do justice to the stories. All I could do was listen and document in photos. I asked a few men in Comuna 13 if I could take their pictures and they obliged happily. I can’t help but wonder what they’ve seen over the years.
I was also struck by the playgrounds. Fifteen years ago, who would imagine American tourists letting their kids play in Comuna 13?
We saw dance crews. We saw art. We saw color and bought sunglasses for Caroline and bought juices and walked through huge crowds. We felt safe… a feeling that hasn’t always been part of that neighborhood. We saw beauty, but we also saw homes still barely hanging on to the side of the mountain. We saw hope,and progress…. but continuation of progress will also matter to help the neighborhood.
We ended out time in Comuna 13 with a ride in the cable car, giving us a beautiful overview of the city.