Woke up without a hangover and the intention of going to Tayrona National Park, basically as Lonely Planet says you should. This place was the number one thing I wanted to do in Colombia before we even started the trip, since then everything has eroded the enthusiasm for going. Liz was not keen on sleeping in a hamock and I was unsure whether it was going to be sufficiently good to offset this concern based on travel bloggs I had read. There are lots of other p...

HANGOVER!!!

We couldn't stand another day in the hotel and we definately couldn't afford Cartagena. We got a taxi to the terminal to catch a bus to Santa Marta. We were taking a risk we couldn't find anywhere to stay on the Internet and knowing this even dorm beds were out of our budget. We chanced on getting there and then looking around for a cheap local place. We actually had to wait for the bus to depart (all of 20 minutes). After 6 hot hours we got there and indeed had...

After the pretty picture of the mountains around here I needed to balance things with a picture of our survival pack for tonights trip to Taganga. It is all a short story basically we set off to find hair dye and some fellow travellers to go out with tonight. Finding the travellers in their usual hostel habitat was postponed by the heat (35C) and a bar next to the Caribean selling ice cold beers. We were intercepted by a Brit called Simon who joined us. He wa...

Tried to lie in to make up for being kept awake by last nights rave down stairs. This plan was scuppered by the staff at silly o'clock in the morning, going by the way they shouted at each other you would think they were deaf. Liz was not having it, after giving up on the ear plugs she actually got up to give the offenders her famous evil look. Perhaps it doesn't work here as she came back in and opted to turn the TV on loud (or in Colombia normal volume). Desp...