Irotama Santa Marta

... parts we motored sailed. We sailed for about 3 hours with the sails up, which was good practice for me and we were able to see land on the starboard side most of the journey. We had a peninsula that jetted out ahead of us that we were using as a guide, to kind of tell us where we would be turning and once we got around it we would be able to sail even faster. I saw the peninsula very well when he pointed it out, about 5 hours later we went around it ...

... and if you were lucky, you got to sleep there. We were not lucky. <br><br>As the sun went down, we sat in the restaurant talking and eating. We met some other people and just hung out. The girls went to bed at 10:00 and Ed, the others, and I went up on the rocks and listened to some guys from Israel play the guitar. So, here we sit in an incredibly beautiful place and it is too hot to enjoy it. I am on rocks at the point of this cove and there was NO breeze. None. I have no idea ...

... like a milkshake costing between say, 5 dollars and 15 dollars, just based on where you got your cash. And the black market is not some shady street corner transaction---its as simple as asking the hotel if you can pay in US dollars, and the price suddenly falling by 2/3. They can change money at hotels, etc too, as long as you have cash. But we were running low. COLOMBIA I dont have much to say yet about colombia, since we spent all ...

Well, my birthday this year consisted of 1 beer, 2 donuts, the same Vin Diesel film dubbed in Spanish twice and 20 hours without sleep. So that was good. <br><br>As Pippa´s time was short we wasted no time in booking a 6 day trek into the jungle to see the Cuidad Perdida (Lost City). An old indigenous city built high up on the hillside and abandoned about the same time the spanish arrived. They say it´s the Macchu Picchu of Colombia. Thankfully it ...

... our hike into the forest. I've been to other rainforests, but I had never been to anything like this. The rivers ran with clear pristine water, water melted from the snow high above, water so clean that you can drink it straight from the dark craggy rocks it's seeping from. <br> By the third day, the jungle is unbelievably thick. Bromelaids, vines and moss cover every inch of the tall trees. The vines hang from the ...

... Gage and Devon (Cicily's brother and his friend) had spent a few days in San Agustin, and were heading back to the farm that day, just our luck! We all spent a few more hours around town and bought some food and supplies, then set out in the back of a truck to the little town of Pradera. We really had no idea what to expect of the farm, and at first we thought it was within walking distance of San Agustin. As it turns out, Pradera is about an hour drive down a ...

... driver charged me about four times what was reasonable **** me off: Id heard alot about how amazing San Augustín was so I was prepared to suffer. Casa de François is owned by a Frenchman who had obviously come to San Augustín and fallen in love with the place to the extent that he decided to settle there. Clearly living in Locombia has lasting affects on people's sanity as François was away while I was there, having ...

... bars. I also found some really good cheap Mexican food at Toluca Tacos which was only a block away from the hostel (too near and too tempting!) I then headed South again to the town of Popayan which is know as 'la ciudad blanca' or 'the White City' as it has a lot of old buildings and most of them are painted white. Its a laid back place so i stayed for 2 days and then headed to Sylvia where a weekly market was being held. Lots of people come to the market from nearby villages and most ...

... finca riadattata a ostello: Travi di legno e mura di fango e canne di bambu' in mezzo a una selva di fiori. Padrona francese e gestrice colombiana, antropologa viaggiante e fumatrice, che sogna di andare in India. Abbiamo rifiutato la camera con balcone: siamo perseguitati da posti incantevoli ma che lasciano quella sensazione da " cenetta romantica in coppia". Camera al piano terra e con i soldi risaparmiati pollo!! Sveglia alle 11 e visita del parque ...

... Bordones and Salto del Mortino. One of the main reasons my ass hurts, other than me being a passenger on an uncomfortable motorbike, is because I went horseback riding yesterday. For the second time in my life or so. Galloping around in the mountains for several hours among gorgeous scenery, visiting the Parque Arqueológico at San Agustin as well as other nearby sites. I came to San Agustin with Angelo, a friendly Dutch guy I met in Cartagena and then again in Popayán ...