There is a particular place in Colombia that has a very special place in my heart and that is Barichara. It was there, in the main square in the midst of ear-popping (mainly home made!!) fire works, live music and perhaps one too many aguardientes that my now husband proposed to me, on one knee on New Year's eve 2006. Walking along the paths of red and yellow earth leading up to it, as you catch a glimpse of the palm trees and cathedral dome, you'd be forgiven for thinking you'd somehow ended up in the movie set for Indiana Jones or Romancing the Stone! But this is no movie set, it's much much better; a town that has been here since the time of the Spanish conquistadors.