So the sun set on our holiday to Colombia…
Colombia is a beautiful country and I hope to return, its people are friendly and its negative image is certain to reduce with each year that passes.
I’d certainly recommend people visit, Its now one of my favourite South American countries: My highlights being Tyrona, Cartagena & the Ciudad Perdida trek (which I preffered to the Inca trail - fewer people on the trail, beautiful scenery and a great group of people)
Book your flights people! The coffee is amazing aswell…
Spent the last few days in Cartagena before the three flights back to the UK. Great food & drinks… The final day was spend in tourist tack and emmerald shopping!
They say its good for your skin… bah, I don’t believe them, but I would defo recommend the experience, mainly for the anti-gravity feeling you get when your in it.
Mud Volcano
We decided to visit this wierd geological feature & well, take a dip… yeah, you jump into the top of the volcano! Its a lukewarm temperature and your body is suspended in a bizzare way by the mud rendering you weighless and immobile. Its impossible to sink, good job as well as they claim the mud goes down approx. 2 kilometres
The next move was to Cartagena de India, we took the bus from Santa Marta & were pleasantly surprised at what we found. Cartagena’s colonial walled city is a UNESCO World Herritage Site, very picturesque, beautiful buildings and sleepy city scenes…
La Casa de Felipe
Ok, so if you are ever in Taganga go here for food… the steak was amazing. Best food I’ve had anywhere in South America and at a good price.
Our trekking group met here for a last meal & a few beers…
So this is my last photo from the ‘Ciudad Perdida’ trek, the rain kept coming down hard and the rivers swelled even more making the crossings harder and harder.
My camera broke (Canon G10) very dissapointed, I’ve only had it just over a year, apparently a really big problem with canon compacts the lens gets stuck out and fails to retract (should have gone with the Panasonic - LX5).
On the biggest river crossing one guy got swept away, fortunately dragged out of the river further downstream by another member of our group. As the water kept rising we were pulled across the river in a steel frame cage.
The last day of the trek involved lots of very deep wet mud, well over my boots at times - a beer had never tasted so good as at this finish line!
Rather bedraggled photo of myself in the ‘Lost City’ - shame the weather wasn’t any better for photos, however the cloud/mist certainly made the city seem more remote/lost.
