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コロンビアの旅 COLOMBIA vol.2 / Bogotá (1998)

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- Bogotá  ボゴタ -

I instantly fell in love with this city. As I got off the long-distance bus, I knew intuitively that I loved the colors and the temperature of this city. The first conversation I had asking for directions surprised me by making me fall in love with the locals as well.

この街に、一瞬で惚れた。長距離バスを降りて、直感的に、この街の色も温度も好きだとわかった。最初に道を尋ねた会話で、人も好きになってびっくりした。




A construction worker shouted in Japanese from a little distance away to me who was comfortably intoxicated by the irregular rhythm of this city while looking at a homeless man who kept talking something one way to a policeman talking to a woman while smoking a little marijuana sold in a heap on the street beside the driver who was reluctantly giving money to a street child who wiped the window of his car at a stoplight. OHAYO!

信号待ちの車の窓を勝手に拭くストリートチルドレンにしぶしぶ御駄賃を渡す運転手の脇の路上で山盛りで売られてる大麻を少し拝借して一服しつつナンパ中の警官に一方的に何かを喋り続けているホームレスを眺めながらこの街の不規則なリズムに心地よく酔っている僕に向かって少し離れたところから工事現場のおっちゃんが日本語で叫んだ。オハヨー!




In this city, there were bars on the windows and many soldiers and policemen walking around watching over the city. It was not too safe, that's what attracted me.

この街の窓には鉄格子があり、多くの軍人や警官が街を見守って歩いている。安全すぎない。それに惹かれていた。




Molotov cocktails and armored cars, onlookers watching like a show. The boundary between the ordinary and the extraordinary is not clear to me as a passerby.

火炎瓶と装甲車、ショウのように見守る野次馬。通りすがりにはわからない、日常と非日常の境。




At a weekend flea market, I sold my Walkman and bought a small boombox. Listening to music through earphones had become too constricting.

週末のフリーマーケット。ウォークマンを売って、小さなラジカセを買う。イヤホンで音楽を聴くことが、窮屈になっていた。




For some reason, I remember mostly sunset colors.

なぜか夕方色ばかり思い出す。





- to Ipiales  イピアレス へ -

The windows were filled with the Andes Mountains when a small monitor inside the bus was showing "Titanic".

車窓にはアンデス山脈。バスの中のテレビには映画タイタニック。




I thought it would be nice to just lay down and melt away in this place where there is nothing but earth.

地球以外に何も無いこの場所に、ただ寝ころがって溶けてしまうのもいいと思った。





- The Border of Colombia & Ecuador  国境 -

The border I arrived at in the middle of the night was a valley of clear water when I woke up.

夜中に辿りついた国境。目覚めると清流の谷だった。




                                        
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コロンビアの旅 COLOMBIA vol.1 / Paso Nuevo - Cartagena (1998)

          


- Paso Nuevo  パソ・ヌエボ -

At the end of a seven-day boat trip, there was a continental beach in front of me, and we moved from a cargo boat anchored offshore to a tiny boat. The lukewarm memories that were hard to forget are also fading before long, after all.

七日間の船旅の末、目の前に大陸の浜。沖に停泊した貨物船から小型ボートに乗り移る。忘れがたい生ぬるい記憶も、やっぱりいつの間にか薄れてる。




The fleeting dwelling place moves away with the sound of boat engines beating a steady rhythm.

一定のリズムを刻むボートのエンジン音。束の間の住処が遠ざかる。




The feel of the continent cool on my bare feet. A big step for me was quickly drowned out by the waves.

裸足にひんやりと大陸の感触。自分にとって大きな一歩は、すぐに波がかき消した。




I parted with the friends I had shared the boat trip with, promising to meet them in the next city, before we even got our entry stamps.

次の街で会う約束をして、船旅を共にした仲間と別れる。入国スタンプも無いまま。





- Cartagena  カルタヘナ -

The city I finally arrived at after all my hard work was full of resort visitors. The same place has several different meanings, and both longing and everyday life can be found in the same place.

やっと辿り着いた街には、溢れるリゾート客。同じ場所が、幾つもの異なる意味を持つ。憧れも日常も、同じ場所にある。




Whoa, a fortress day.

や、要塞日和。




A place where I can go back in time every night.

夜になるたび、タイムスリップできる場所。




The answer of the traveling performers was always the same: "Do what makes you happy, even though of course you will have some regrets".

旅芸人の答えはいつも同じだった。自分が幸せでいられることをやればいい、もちろん後悔はあるけれど。




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