Under the Weather

As I have mentioned previously, with the arrival of summer everyone seemed to go down with a 48hr flu virus, but true to form, I got it as everyone else was recovering, unfortunately that then triggered bronchitis, which I suffer from, from time to time, and I can\’t shake it off, one minute I think I am much better, then it strikes again….I guess that\’s life.

Unfortunately one of the Fincas de Recreo at the back of us has visitors with electronic music, they play the same noise over and over again, they started at 7.30 last night, and Marcela rang the Police and asked if they would visit when in the area, and ask them to moderate the volume, which they said they would.

Marcela then messaged with the Secretaria de Gobierno de Copacabana, who said that the Inspectora de Policía (Town Hall enforcement, nothing to do with the Policia Nacional) was also attending.  Some time later the music stopped for twenty minutes, then started again slowly increasing in volume, until it was back as before, we presumed it was when the Police had visited, and then left, but Marcela spoke with the Secretaria de Gobierno this morning who said that they had attended, and  they couldn\’t hear anything in the area…what a load of tosh!

That left four possible scenarios:
1. Those that attended were deaf
2. Those that attended were inept
3. Those that attended were persuaded to leave without taking any action
4. They never attended

We have now had the same \’music\’ for sixteen and a half hours non stop, and I guess they will be with us until 5pm tomorrow, and possibly joined by Visitors to the Finca de Recreo alongside us, who wont hold back if they hear the other finca, it is going to be hell on earth, until tomorrow night.

I think we are seriously going to consider moving in the next couple of years, something we didn\’t want to do, and I will be sad in some ways, most of the people in Copacabana are lovely people, it is the Authorities, I have never, never lived in such a lawless and corrupt municipality in my life, and don\’t want to spend the rest of what is left of my life fighting officialdom.


After 22 1/2 hours it went silent, we still don\’t know if the renters left after one day, or whether someone has spoken to them, and so far (6pm) no one has arrived at the other finca de recreo. After all that time of being here whilst our walls were vibrating with the bass beat, and eating nearly half a packet of headache tablets, we might actually get some sleep tonight.

Published by Phil Sale

I moved to Colombia from Spain in 2012, and I am happily married to a Colombiana.

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