Finca Barlovento Cabana
Travel Blogs from Santa Marta
Really the most beautiful beach in Colombia
A little treat to ourselves after an arduous but fun trek, we wanted to avoid the crowds in the national park, and heard accommodation/hammocks were in short supply there.
This little piece if heaven, just outside of Tayrona national park is built into the cliff edge, with many pools, overlooking a beautiful deserted beach, and a peaceful …
The wild north of Colombia
... conditioning in Jambo was not delivering at its coolest or most powerful. Maybe
it was just the high ambient temperature as all seemed to be working as it
should in the system.
We suffered the long, straight, boring main
road back towards Riohacha from Uribia (N 11 42.943 W 72 16.016) and then
decided we would look for a beach side bush camp before Riohacha which wasn’t
our idea of a fun place to stay. A tarred road led back up the coast more or
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Fernandos House in the Hills
... through the enclosing green mountains and cloud forest. It was absolutely stunning. We dumped our bags into our nice little ensuite room and took for a walk. We made it as far as the end of the road, and having issues a dozen or so ‘Buenas’ and ‘Holas’ to neighbors we sought rest in an little organic coffee slash artesan shop. It was nicely located on a corner of a convergence of 3 roads, surrounded by local tropical trees and plants, the smell ...
Three days of paradise!
... lovely chill before heading onto the next beach, a small horseshoe beach which seemed to be the most popular with local....loads of columbians venture to this park and as it was a saturday it was really quite busy. On we went this time taking a forest path, up and over boulders to venture to the next beach, la piscina. This beach was lovely, lon, thin and littered with hanging palm trees....swim time! It was sweet relief...haha! Think we could have spent the whole of the afternoon ...
Geburtshilfe
Als wir am Morgen erwachen ist es schon ordentlich heiß. Als ich dann zur Tür raus gehe traue ich meinen Augen nicht: wir hatten unsere noch nassen Trekkingschuhe zum Trocknen vor unsere Zimmertür gestellt - aber da sind sie nicht mehr. Ich denke noch JJ will mich veräppeln, aber auch sie ist überrascht und so finden wir hinter der hohen, mit Glasscherben bespickten Mauer nur noch eine der Einlagesohlen. Wer ...