Our flight from Vancouver left at 5:30 in the morning, so like good people we decided to hit the hay early. This was a good plan but the dogs had other ideas they decided that it would be good to sleep with us and since we were nervous we did not get much rest. As 4 am rolled around we had to say goodbye to our furry children and Vancouver.
16 hours later we were in Cartagena Colombia and boy it was humid. We quickly discovered our lack of spanish made getting taxis difficult. Some nice backpackers offered to share a cab with us to old town, Cartagena. They thankfully spoke passible spanish and we were on way to the hostel (called Media Luna - Thanks for the tip John). It was a really nice hostel with a pool and big shared rooms. Luckly we got a dorm room to ourselves. First thing we did once we got our stuff stored away was to head to the patio at the top of the hostel and have a beer and look around. It seemed a bit dangerous as we looked up and down the streets that night. We were proven wrong the next night everyone is very friendly and can tell when you have no idea what you are doing or going (Don´t worry mom we are being very careful).
After looking around the city for a day we decide its time to move on. W
e have read about a mud volcano that is suppose to have medical healing properties. We also found out it is in the same direction as our next destination (the lost city trek). This turned into be both a wonderful experience and a difficult one. Wonderful because when have you ever been in a huge puddle of mud with no bottem and difficult because when we tried to cut out on the return trip to Cartagena. The travel company tried to make us pay twice, luckly I talked them out of it because Natalie was ready to rip a few heads off. To make a long story short we got a money back and we on our way to Santa Marta. This required a few bus transfers and alot of rain.
Till next time people
16 hours later we were in Cartagena Colombia and boy it was humid. We quickly discovered our lack of spanish made getting taxis difficult. Some nice backpackers offered to share a cab with us to old town, Cartagena. They thankfully spoke passible spanish and we were on way to the hostel (called Media Luna - Thanks for the tip John). It was a really nice hostel with a pool and big shared rooms. Luckly we got a dorm room to ourselves. First thing we did once we got our stuff stored away was to head to the patio at the top of the hostel and have a beer and look around. It seemed a bit dangerous as we looked up and down the streets that night. We were proven wrong the next night everyone is very friendly and can tell when you have no idea what you are doing or going (Don´t worry mom we are being very careful).
After looking around the city for a day we decide its time to move on. W
e have read about a mud volcano that is suppose to have medical healing properties. We also found out it is in the same direction as our next destination (the lost city trek). This turned into be both a wonderful experience and a difficult one. Wonderful because when have you ever been in a huge puddle of mud with no bottem and difficult because when we tried to cut out on the return trip to Cartagena. The travel company tried to make us pay twice, luckly I talked them out of it because Natalie was ready to rip a few heads off. To make a long story short we got a money back and we on our way to Santa Marta. This required a few bus transfers and alot of rain.Till next time people
Great to hear you guys are alive, well and enjoying the trip so far!!! Let us know how the lost city treats you!!
ReplyDeleteSounds good so far! Let me know what kind of wildlide you see as I'm concerned for your safety if you run into an Anaconda or the mild-mannered pink-toed tarantula.
ReplyDeleteKeep blogging!!