La Ballena Azul Hotel
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
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Taganga is a (former) small fishing village which was catapulted onto the backpackers scene because of its beaches, cheap accommodation, cheap food, and cheap scuba diving. Taganga is a fairly poor area with mostly dirt roads and somewhat unreliable utilities. Overall, however, the are has probably benefited from the growing tourism. After a quick 4.5 hour bus ride from Cartagena, ...
... as far as the eye can see. They seem to have the whole coast line just for themselves. It's a super chilled out place, the hardest decision you have to make is which palm tree you will choose to lie under for the day! We ended up with our own beach side bungalow, metres from the waves and spent our days chilling at the many hammocks, lots of reading and writing, trying our balancing skills at tightrope walking, played some ...
... the ref on a lime. It was out of sick curiosity that I watched for as long as I did but after about three seconds of the bout we had to leave. It was gruesome and my heart and stomach couldn't take it. The chicken dinner we had just eaten was all of a sudden not sitting so well. I had kinder thoughts for my noisy wake up caller the next day, especially as we ourselves had to be up early to dive. Taganga claims to be the cheapest place in the world to scuba dive, I'm not so sure it is ...
... worst surfer in the world! Our instructor is really good and with his help I caught at least 3 waves, where I managed to get to my knees if not my feet. We called it knee-boarding... Anyway, I became very good at falling off, and at playing the over/under game (you see a massive wave coming towards you and have to judge whether it will break and you have to dive under, or if you can float over it. The ocean is not my friend). They have ...
... we are quickly on the side of the road. I would be so filthy if I was in a bus with someone who was that sick. We were pretty dirty as it was, as we had to keep stopping and making the trip in the hot bus longer and cutting it to our time at Carnaval. After a few hours of frequent stopping, plenty of drinks and mingling with the rowdy group, we start to see the streets filled with chairs and colourful clothing and have realised we are in Barranquilla. It's also crazy busy out ...