Another Lost City??

Trip Start Dec 12, 2007
Trip End Ongoing

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Tuesday, February 26, 2008

At the first camp, we met this really nice Colombian bloke, which told us about another 'ciudad perdida' (which directly translates to 'lost city' by the way). It was only 2 hours hike from the very last camp we were previously at, and told him we would take him up on his offer to show us, early tomorrow morning. He knows about it through some contacts he has, and apparently no one hardly knows about it as its fame hangs in the shadow of the well known Ciudad Perdida in the Sierra Navada.

The next morning on the 27th we arose to meet our new friend, and headed off to the Tayrona Parque lost city. The trek was about 3 hours total, and we went through some pretty jungle. The actual hike was quite sweaty,m but a walk in the park compared to our Sierra Navada trek a week and a half previouse. The ruins were quite spread out in similar format to the Sierra Navada Ciudad Perdida, and constructed in simlar time, around 400 AD to 1,200 AD. So far 200 plus terraces have been uncovered, but estimated over 100 are actually here. We walked around the ruins, which were quite beautiful but not quite as fantastic as the Sierra Navada discovery. However there were wild horses throughout it. While relaxing one of the German guys noticed ticks crawling on him, so the rest of us looked at ourselves, and every single one of us had them making their way up our legs. They are so tiny that if you dont look properly, youll look straight passed em. A few of them were right up near my thaighs... I'll check later my other regions, haha! When the suckers bit down through they are bloody hard to get off. Apparently you have to twist them in an anti clockwise direction or something to prevent leaving their sucking heads in your skin still. We werent too fond of sticking around so we high tailed it out of there passing some native indians, and towards the exit trail, only to discover loads of more ticks crawling over us everytime we stopped too look. SHIT!! We ended up walking down a steep and slippery track towards the beach we camped at the first night where when we stopped found ...more ticks! It was about 3.30 in the afternoon so 3 of us quickly ran back to camp to get a meal in before it closes at 4pm! I had the cheapest meal on the expensive menu, a spaghetti Napolionata. Turned out quite nice and filling though. As usual I put the Colombian Aji Picanti Salsa on it to boost its flavour :-P

The day so far has been long, hot, and tick infested, which means its a perfect reason to climb some rocks and jump in the water! haha. It was quite refreshing as its the first time Ive been in the water for a week and a half now. We headed back to camp in bear feet to relax, have a quite night before returning to our hammocks for sleep.

The next morning I awoke with what looked like measels! Fleas in the bloody hammock had made a meal of me during the night. They took to my forehead and arms! Matty and I said our goodbyes to the others and headed off back to Taganga as we wanted to reach Cartegena before night fall. Only problem was that our bloody bus broke down half way back and we ended up sitting on the side of the road for 45 minutes until we were picked up by another bus heading to Cartagena, via Santa Marta. As we got close to Santa Marta all the roads were blocked from the locals in their civil dispute over electricity and water, so no one could get in and out! Our bus diverted to avoid the blocks but before we knew it, we were 25km out of Santa Marta! We immediately got the driver to let us off, so we could head back. We ended up on the side of the road, along side a military checkpoing where they just gazed at us endlessly like we are a freak show or something, a lone service station and dusty fields that blew with intensity everytime a truck would pass. The heat was scortching for the half an hour we stood there waiting for some form of por puesto to hopefully pass. Finally we got back to Taganga, to find our bags were behind lock and key... without the key! (haha, its clear that we are not getting to Cartegena during the day anymore). I had to get the guy to call the owner to return home to open the door to our bags. During that time, I had my last baguette and one last farewell to our Amigo's at the juice place. Very sad, once more! But we got a juice on the house, haha!

Time to head to Cartagena...
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