It took us until 4pm to find a special place to stay in Cartagena for Xmas via the Internet. Being too late for the planed museum we went shopping instead. I was keen to go out for the evening to justify extending our stay in Bogota. An Irish-Belgium contingent consisting of Dave, Colum, Geof and some others from the hostel set out for Andres in Zona Rosa. I had my usual plan of doing the drinking before I got there and as usual slightly over did it. The large ...

After only three hours sleep, we had to get up to change rooms. Liz went back to bed whilst I tried to back up my photos - that pretty much sums the day up. In the evening we went to the rock bar for something to eat. Back at the hostal people were planning to go out, we might have gone but we got under the duvet to keep warm and then fell asleep.

Back at the Cranky Croc we caught up with the gossip from the Irish guys. They also had a hard time with the hangovers but now seemed fit enough to plan a return to the Zona Rosa club area. After the wasted day yesterday we were determined to do something, top of the list was the gold museum, apparently a must see from many sources. It has 35,000 pieces of gold from pre Columbian history. It was a nice museum and had some tricks to make it as interesting as pos...

Oh dear - hangover day! We had to leave the Cranky Croc as we didn't reserve a room and it was full. We headed to Fatimas, a pretentious place where no one talks to each other. The blog picture is one of the courtyards from our room, but it had pretty much everything including a Sauna. Free internet and use of the computers was an ideal opportunity to burn the photos onto DVD (just in case). With a raging hangover I tried but after what seemed like hours event...

Cor blimey we are off to Bogata the capital of Columbia. We took the easy option of getting a taxi to the bus terminal. We literally put our bags on the pavement outside the terminal when a local asked where we were going. He pointed at a bus driving out of the terminal (Bogata bus). Despite these buses going every few minutes he made a whistle and a wave stopping the bus in it's tracks. Out jumped the conductor, and seeing our bags quickly opened the hold. We pa...