Another Lost City??
Trip Start Dec 12, 2007
39Trip End Ongoing
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
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...