No availability found through our partners. Please contact the business directly or check some of our recommended alternatives.
Travel Blogs from Cartagena
Arriving in Colombia with no real plan, there was many a map of the country studied. I soon saw that the most Northern point of South America lies in the north east of the country close to Venezuela. After making it all the way to the most Southerly point, I decided I should try and get to the opposite end of the continent. Punta Gallinas can be found in the Guajira peninsula, it's a windswept desert where only cactus, lifeless trees and the odd lizard ...
... next day, and I went to book some scuba diving. Silly me. I didn't consider the altitude climb for Medellin. I was told I can't dive as it would be too dangerous, even if it was by bus. A little gutted, but something has put me off diving all this trip anyway. Back to our barrio and things had died down a little more. Plenty of police were about as there had been a few fights. But the party moved into the clubs. We were in for a noisy night. The next day was a bit ...
... It was an interesting movie. Good but interesting. As we were walking back to our hostel we walked past some clubs and instead of taxis waiting outside the front it was horse and carriages...way better way to get home after a drunk night!! 4th- we decided to check out a local tourist attraction near by Cartegena. It's a volcano but instead of having lava is has mud...that you can go and swim in and is apparently very good for your skin. We had heard mixed reviews about it so ...
... back to Cartagena we stopped for a delicious lunch right by the sea which was a nice end to the trip.
Food & Drink
Favourite Local Dish: Deep fried potatoes
- Tinto – Black Colombian coffee
... finally left us alone. We walked past it and decided to have a bite to eat before again parting into even smaller groups and embarking on long bus rides. We stopped into a little bakery/typical food place. And hung out for maybe 1-2 hours. One guy in a blue shirt kept hanging around, even though we kept telling him we didn't want help. He could tell I was starting to get mad when we'd crossed the street to avoid him and he still insisted in "helping". He kept saying, "Is no problem, ...