After a kerfuffle over our laundry and being told everything would be shrunk if we sent it there, we made an informed decision not to wash our clothes! With the weather improving and finally our first glimpse of sun, we were happy walking to the pier to meet our schooner boat but were stopped and offered a lift by a bunch of Irish louts (they seem to be everywhere in South America!) Practically sitting on their laps we made it to the port and found fat Joe, our e...

Eagerly hopping off the bus after being stopped by the police and a gentleman was ordered to open his bags or bribe the policeman, our smiles quickly turned to frowns observing the grey sky. Pleased with our choice of hostel, right on the beach and made entirely of open wooden-decked terraces we knew it would be the perfect place to chill. Getting an early night after a lengthy meal at a local beach hut, we thought how wearing flip flops finally made us feel like...