Nov 1, 2026 · 1 hr 15 min · 15 segments
In this episode, Andrez is back with some creepy legends from across the Americas, because apparently nowhere is safe. From La Tunda in Colombia and the Donkey Lady in San Antonio to Corpo Seco in…
about okay we're doing scary stories part two for me it would technically be part three at this point because you did one's last the last episode so i kind of looked around in different areas and i ended up finding some that i thought were really creepy and i had never heard of before okay so the first one i'm going to talk about is latunda in colombia
Okay.
I've
never heard of this.
All right.
We'll get ready.
So here's a little bit of background information, and then we'll kind of move into the story.
If you look at a map of Colombia and find the western edge where the country runs into the Pacific Ocean, you'll find the Department of Choco.
It's one of the wettest places on the planet.
It rains almost every single day.
The jungle there is so thick that in a lot of places there are no roads at all.
People get around by river in long wooden canoes and in little motorboats they call pangas.
up and down the atrato and the san juan and hundreds of smaller rivers that cut through the green light the green like veins so it's like you fly above and it's like very much the amazon where it's like green and you can see the rivers going through them so that's how they travel Most of the people who live along these rivers are Afro-Colombian.
Their ancestors were brought from Africa and changed to dig out gold in these same riverbanks.
It is said that some of them escaped into the jungle and built their own villages where nobody could find them, and they brought their stories with them.
About four hours by panga up the Atrato River from Quibidó, the capital of Choco, there was a small village.
Maybe 30 houses, all built on wooden stilts so they wouldn't fall into the river when it flooded.
A little church, a school with one room, and a soccer field that turned into mud every afternoon.
And behind it all, on every side, the jungle.
A boy named Ramiro lived with his mother, Doña Esperanza, and his two little sisters.
Ramiro was nine years old and he was the kind of kid who never listened.
If his mother said be home before dark, he came home after.
If she said don't go past that big ceiba tree, that's exactly where he went.
He liked the jungle.
about okay we're doing scary stories part two for me it would technically be part three at this point because you did one's last the last episode so i kind of looked around in different areas and i ended up finding some that i thought were really creepy and i had never heard of before okay so the first one i'm going to talk about is latunda in colombia
Okay.
I've
never heard of this.
All right.
We'll get ready.
So here's a little bit of background information, and then we'll kind of move into the story.
If you look at a map of Colombia and find the western edge where the country runs into the Pacific Ocean, you'll find the Department of Choco.
It's one of the wettest places on the planet.
It rains almost every single day.
The jungle there is so thick that in a lot of places there are no roads at all.
People get around by river in long wooden canoes and in little motorboats they call pangas.
up and down the atrato and the san juan and hundreds of smaller rivers that cut through the green light the green like veins so it's like you fly above and it's like very much the amazon where it's like green and you can see the rivers going through them so that's how they travel Most of the people who live along these rivers are Afro-Colombian.
Their ancestors were brought from Africa and changed to dig out gold in these same riverbanks.
It is said that some of them escaped into the jungle and built their own villages where nobody could find them, and they brought their stories with them.
About four hours by panga up the Atrato River from Quibidó, the capital of Choco, there was a small village.
Maybe 30 houses, all built on wooden stilts so they wouldn't fall into the river when it flooded.
A little church, a school with one room, and a soccer field that turned into mud every afternoon.
And behind it all, on every side, the jungle.
A boy named Ramiro lived with his mother, Doña Esperanza, and his two little sisters.
Ramiro was nine years old and he was the kind of kid who never listened.
If his mother said be home before dark, he came home after.
If she said don't go past that big ceiba tree, that's exactly where he went.
He liked the jungle.
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