Hotel Bahia Taganga
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... for Wayne and I. The temperature was gorgeous and we splashed around for quite a while. We spent the next four hours in and out of the water, relaxing on hammocks, doing a bit of snorkelling, getting a bit of sun. It was a great day. We left our spot as it got close to 3pm and biked to the pick up point. This was another easy ride on a mostly smooth dirt track past farms and rural scenery. The ute was at the end, ...
... pelicans and fish
being sold by the fishermen and we had the pleasure of eating an excellent sea
food meal at one of the local hostelries.
Daughter Sarah had e-mailed us in some concern
about our safety after hearing of an earthquake that had occurred recently at a
place called Isnos further south and not far from San Agustin and its
archaeological park. We had actually driven through Isnos but some days before
the quake so were not involved. Even so, ...
An hour bus journey, an hour and a half walk (knocking half an hour off the suggested time - bite me Lonely Planet), two bag searches (and two confiscated wine bottles), heaps of sweat in the rainforest heat and a torrential downpour later and we didn't make it in time. Oh well, hammocks next to the horse paddock, not too shabby for JK and Zoe.
Tayrona is exactly as you want it to be - not commercialised, featuring natural bays set ...
... diving had to be cancelled. The day was spent recuperating, hoping that the next day we would be out at sea.
The next morning, still feeling delicate, but with all our homework done (thanks Hun!) we went down to the diving center. When we arrived, an Irish couple, Dara and Karol, who were staying at our hostel, had just come in from their first dives out at sea. I had spoken to them about how tough I found the pool the previous night. They were on a high, saying ...
... a bay. I was so excited to get out of those walls of Cartagena. I felt like I was trapped in there and wanted to be free! After a 5-6 hour trip on bus to Santa Marta and taxi to Taganga, I arrived at a hostel which felt like paradise to me. It was in open air next to jungle mountains, had a swimming pool, outdoor shower, and pool table. It was quite luxurious, especially when considering the rugged unpaved streets with random chickens and dogs roaming around. The ...