What a trip on the Dragoman truck...starting with a day on the white sandy beaches of playa Blanco in Cartagena we drove to tayrona national park and slept in the comfort of outdoor hammocks, climbed el publito to see some ancient ruins in mid 30 degree heat, cooled off fully clothed in the sea with a tin of aguila (always goes down smooth). Two nights in tayrona flew past and we headed off on a long drive to mompos.

en route to mompos we stopped to play football with some local kids. The ball was flat and my skills were hampered by some shredded blisters on my feet. Patched up by an onboard doctor and with advice from a local lady ignored we journeyed on.

mompos was a beautiful town and had a nice river boat which we were supposed to use for wildlife watching. We chartered it and decided to get drunk instead. It was terry's birthday so seemed the right thing to do. The boat broke down and we were stranded but the mompos wine and aguadiente kept flowing.