A homeless guy in a park in Medellin near a statue of the black horse. He had blurry vision.The guy told us that his mother had cursed and disowned him and his brother. His father visited him once a month or so and brought him money and clothes because he hated to see him like this.
We were having dinner at a restaurant in Guatape. A man came in and played a few songs on the guitar, and we noticed he was walking with a cane. When he was finished, we invited him to our table to sit down. We asked him what had happened to his leg.