Trip Start Sep 03, 2007
106Trip End Jul 03, 2008
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We luckily managed to get on the same boat as Gilbert, the French owner of Wittenberg. It later turner out that heŽd lived there for 11 years and was a little born again!
Both of us had built Playa Blanca up quite a lot in our minds, so it had a lot to live up to
We immediately headed down to the beach for some sun bathing. As warned we were immediately attacked by the locals wanting to sell us oysters, prawn cocktail, massages and necklaces. If you take a hard line then they do tend to go in, however it appears were not very good at that as we had the most expensive prawn cocktail and a massage each over the next 3 days.
There is no electricity in Playa Blanca so we all headed back to Wittenberg for a few drinks round our hammocks as weŽd brought some rum just in case we needed it! After a few drinks we headed down to a fantastic restaurant at the end of the beach. When we arrived the lady appeared with 2 fish and told us how she was going to cook them, that was the menu! The food and beer flowed down perfectly. The evening was topped off with a fire on the beach with some popcorn wielding South Africans, Ollie from Taganga and a few others. Tim and I took on the role of firewood collectors, though it has to be said that Tim won when he appeared, twice, with trees on his shoulder!
Our second day was taken very easily. We were all nursing a small hangover and to be true there wasnŽt to much pressure to do much. We bumped in to Jo and Ollie from Taganga and chilled with them for a while as they waited for their boat back to Cartagena
In the afternoon Irish John from the Galapagos turned up with his new friends Jessie and his brother. The Afternoon was spent nursing a few beers before heading back to the seafood restaurant for some promised prawns... We worried that they werenŽt available to anyone else that had been that night but it turned out she was keeping them all for us! What a dude.
Tonight was chilled, though a fire still blazed away on the beach....
Our final day was spent catching as many rays as we could. Gary from Taganga turned up for a drink but it was with a very heavy heart we had to jump on the 3pm boat back to Cartagena....