On the 16th of January we woke up around 6am and had breakfast with our friends at their apartment. We also met their
friend and his daughter, who were also staying with them at the same apartment, spending some holidays all together.
After breakfast we walked to a shopping mall to get cash and got a bus to Buritaca, a beach close to Tayrona National Park that is at the end of a river. It was quite a long way, more than an hour bus ride and then around 20 minutes walk from the road to the beach, and when we got there we had to swim through the river to get to the other side of the beach.
We stayed there the whole morning, alternating bath between the river and the sea. In the way back to get the bus we had lunch next to the road, a set menu for a really cheap price. After the meal we picked up the bus back to Rodadero. We spent the rest of the evening chatting with our friends and playing card games with them.
After breakfast we walked to a shopping mall to get cash and got a bus to Buritaca, a beach close to Tayrona National Park that is at the end of a river. It was quite a long way, more than an hour bus ride and then around 20 minutes walk from the road to the beach, and when we got there we had to swim through the river to get to the other side of the beach.
We stayed there the whole morning, alternating bath between the river and the sea. In the way back to get the bus we had lunch next to the road, a set menu for a really cheap price. After the meal we picked up the bus back to Rodadero. We spent the rest of the evening chatting with our friends and playing card games with them.
Next morning I wanted to visit Tayrona but for that we had to get up very early (like 4am in the morning) and our friends didn't want to, so we finally woke up
late and had breakfast with them. They just wanted to rest in the
morning so we went out to the beach with his friend's daughter.
For lunch we tried different fruit juices (borojo, guanabana, mango) and meat sticks. In the way back to the hotel we met our friends and we spent the evening together chatting and playing card games.
For lunch we tried different fruit juices (borojo, guanabana, mango) and meat sticks. In the way back to the hotel we met our friends and we spent the evening together chatting and playing card games.
In our last day in Santa Marta we woke up
around 7am and walked to Rodadero beach to get a boat to Playa Blanca, which is half way between Rodadero and Santa Marta. We got a boat in there and the trip to the Playa Blanca was around 15 minutes long. The first thing that surprised me once we got there is that the sand of the beach is not actually white, it is completely brown colour.
Once in the beach I went up with our friend and his son to the viewing point, from where you could see the next beach (which was surprisingly empty). We spent all morning in the beach and our friends bought a small box fridge full of beer.
To get the boat back to Rodadero there was a long queue, so we had to hurry up and pick up our bags in the hotel as we had to get a van to Cartagena. Our friends waited for us in a chicken restaurant next to the bus stop, where we didn't even had time to eat and had to get the chicken to eat in the bus. We arrived just in time when the van was already leaving, so we said goodbye to our friends and started the ride back to Cartagena.
The queue in the road when we were near Ciénaga was massive, we were almost not moving at all for a couple of hours, so we finally arrived at Cartagena around 11pm. Once there we walked to the hostel, which was close to the airport and we had to get through some dodgy streets to get there. When we arrived at the hostel the manager told us that our room was full but he offered us a quadruple room just for ourselves for the same price. The same manager spent all night drinking with some friends and making a lot of noise.
Once in the beach I went up with our friend and his son to the viewing point, from where you could see the next beach (which was surprisingly empty). We spent all morning in the beach and our friends bought a small box fridge full of beer.
To get the boat back to Rodadero there was a long queue, so we had to hurry up and pick up our bags in the hotel as we had to get a van to Cartagena. Our friends waited for us in a chicken restaurant next to the bus stop, where we didn't even had time to eat and had to get the chicken to eat in the bus. We arrived just in time when the van was already leaving, so we said goodbye to our friends and started the ride back to Cartagena.
The queue in the road when we were near Ciénaga was massive, we were almost not moving at all for a couple of hours, so we finally arrived at Cartagena around 11pm. Once there we walked to the hostel, which was close to the airport and we had to get through some dodgy streets to get there. When we arrived at the hostel the manager told us that our room was full but he offered us a quadruple room just for ourselves for the same price. The same manager spent all night drinking with some friends and making a lot of noise.
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