Passion Fruit ~ Maracujá

Photos by Priscillakittycat

Landed at El Dorado earlier today.  On the cab ride to the hotel is when it hit me.  It starts with this heavy feeling in the chest.  That’s the pressure in the atmosphere.  The lungs working extra hard to oxygenate the blood.  Mouth begins to feel dry…nausea…headache.  Bogota is at altitude 2,640 m.  Can’t believe I forgot about this.  The headaches are the worst.

I am showered, dressed for work, and lying on the bed, 5 fluffy pillows propping me up as I write for your reading pleasure.  My bed at home has no pillows.  The cat would probably rip them to shreds.  Gremlin lives up to his name in the havoc he wreaks.  Wild child, just like my Neymar.

Anyway, back to the way I’m feeling.  Happy to be in another country, even if I can’t breathe or think straight.  This evening I will need to speak with people for 5 consecutive hours.  Lungs better adjust fast.

So, I look up some advice for dealing with altitude sickness.

Eat carbs.  Great, that’s exactly what the waistline needs.  Room service menu looks good.  The person on the line said the “Ajiaco Santafereño” will arrive in 20-25 min.  The thick soup has potatoes in it and it comes with bread.

Drink a lot of water to prevent dehydration. (Lungs are losing moisture as they work) Okay, this is reasonable.  The bottle of water in the room is only 4 USD.

Get plenty of rest.  Yeah, I need rest but one of the symptoms of altitude sickness is insomnia. Huh?

Drink Coca Tea.  I see.  Your advice is for me to get high on tea and risk not getting through the customs inspection when I return and land on US territory.  Pass on this one.

Passion fruit juice.  Just kidding.  It’s not a suggestion for combating altitude sickness but it’s on the room service menu and I love it.  The passion fruit in the photo is actually from my “plantation” at home.  Bittersweet…more bitter than sweet because these were from the winter harvest.  In summer there will be some sweet ones.  Did you know that one of the ways to attract butterflies to your yard is to plant a passion fruit vine.  The flower is highly fragrant and attracts beautiful monarch butterflies.  In the next post I’ll share the photo of a magnificent monarch.


Aterrisamos no Aeroporto El Dorado, montanhas ao nosso redor.  Parece bastante com Belo Horizonte, Confins.  Os dois aeroportos ficam distante da cidade, provavelmente para evitar as montanhas.  O motorista de taxi deixou o ar fresco entrar pelas janelas.  Muito gostoso.

Cada lugar tem o seu cheiro, como cada pessoa tem o seu cheiro.  Nesse aspecto Bogota não parece com BH.  Enquanto comparo os cheiros e relembro o passado…sinto um aperto no peito.

Vixe maria!  Esqueci que Bogota fica a 2,640 metros de altitude.  Que saco.  Agora vem a tonteira, falta de ar…e depois a dor de cabeça.

No hotel, de banho tomado, na cama, com cinco travesseiros me apoiando…vou procurar dicas para combater a doença de altitude.

Consumir carboidratos.  Era só o que faltava.  Eu tentando fazer regime e o Tio Google falando para comer bastante pão.  “Room Service” avisa que o “Ajiaco Santafereño”, sopa tipica da Colombia, chega em 20 minutos.  O principal ingrediente da sopa é batata…e vem acompanhada de pão.

Beber bastante água.  Okay, boa sugestão.  Os pulmões trabalham extra para oxigenar o sangue…perdem muita água.  A garrafa de água do hotel só custa $4.

Descanse bastante.  Tá mas…a doença de altitude causa insônia.  Como é que eu faço?

Beba chá de coca.  Sei.  Então o conselho é beber um chá com base de folhas da planta de cocaína…e no retorno arriscar não passar pela alfândega porque o cachorrinho inspetor chega perto de mim e cheira a cocaína?  Haha.  Não vai rolar.

Suco de maracujá.  Estou brincando.  Não faz parte das recomendações.  Mas, aparece no Menu e eu gosto muito.  Vou pedir.

Os maracujas da foto são da plantação que tenho em casa.  Será de onde vem os Maracujas que consumen em Bogota?  Faz frio demais para sustentar Maracujá nessa cidade.  Ah, eu sei.  Melgar.  O lugarzinho quente.  Ta chovendo…uma leve garoa.  Agora veio outra recordação das épocas da faculdade…quando eu era presidenta do clube de brasileiros…Beth Carvalho cantava…“A chuva cai lá fora…você vai se molhar…ja lhe pedi não vai embora.”

Passion Fruit ~ Maracujá

Photos by Priscillakittycat

Photos by Priscillakittycat

Maracuja Flower 1 Maracuja Vine 1

There are a few reasons why I love Passion Fruit.  First, the flower that gives rise to the fruit is beautiful.  The flower emits a lovely aroma and attracts bees, butterflies and wasps who spread its pollen. The origin of passion fruit is unknown but it is believed to be native of Brasil where 16th century Spanish catholics called it “flor de las cinco llagas”.  They believed that the flower symbolized the death of Christ (Passion of Christ), hence the name Passion Fruit; the five petals represented the disciples (minus Peter and Judas), the corona symbolizes the crown of horns around Christ’s head, and other features were a symbol of the wounds, nails, and whips used on Christ.

I also love passion fruit for its tangy and sweet taste and the soft texture of the pulp.  Some varieties of passion fruit are very tangy.  It depends on the color of the fruit.  When the pulp is tangy, you can add some sugar and water…and it makes for a great and nutritious juice.

Desserts made with passion fruit are so pretty because the color of the pulp really stands out.  In a very ripe yellow passion fruit, the pulp has a bright yellow-orange color. The tangy taste goes very will with chocolate, especially dark and Belgian chocolate.

The nutritional value of Passion Fruit is impressive.  It is loaded with polyphenols which prevent cardiovascular disease.  The pulp is high in ascorbic acid (vitamin C) and carotenoids (vitamin A).  Fiber is also a huge component of Passion Fruit.

Last but not least, Passion Fruit has a calming effect.  It is a natural way to relax the body and mind.

The photos you see are from the passion fruit vines I planted here at home.  You can never have enough passion fruit!