When I set out on my Great Latin American Adventure in 1978, teaching English in Caracas, Venezuela, one of the first books I read was One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. At the time I didn’t understand Spanish so I read the novel in English, but I was still swept away by the magic realism that had me smiling, even laughing out loud, at some of the turns of events in this epic story of seven generations of a Colombian family, stretching from the 1820s to the 1920s.

I thought I would teach English for a couple of years, save pots of money, then head off down the Andes and back up the east coast of South America, but it didn’t turn out that way. After nearly four years in crazy Caracas, visiting Colombia, Brazil and several Caribbean islands, I changed my plan and took off for the USA to study an MA in English (Emphasis: Creative Writing) at San Francisco State University. So I never got to see Ecuador or Argentina, but I did learn enough to eventually become a writer.

I’ll never be as good a writer as Garcia Marquez, but recently I’ve been re-living his creation of the Buendia family by watching the Netflix series of Cien Años de Soledad, which I highly recommend. Having had little contact with the Spanish language for decades, it’s been a treat to listen to the original Colombian soundtrack (though I’ll admit to opening English subtitles at times) and to admire some stellar performances.



To give an idea of the magnitude of this undertaking, the casting team considered over 10,000 candidates for the 25 main roles. Only 30% of those chosen were professional actors, and around 20,000 extras were employed for such jaw-dropping scenes as the railway station massacre (“More than three thousand of them”).



During his lifetime, Garcia Marquez did not grant rights to make a feature film of the book, as two hours would be insufficient for the grand scale of this epic. However, with the two series running at over 16 hours (some episodes well over an hour), all shot in Colombia with Colombian actors, and including four different versions of the fictional town Macondo to portray changes over a century, the result is a resounding success, frequently drawing the viewer in to the kind of magical scenes dreamed up by the author. Now all I need is the next few days to fly by so that I can watch the final episode on 26 August 2026.