Yesterday, after a two hour boat ride, a one hour jeep ride, a 90 minute car ride, a three hour bus, and a taxi, we arrived back to Santa Marta. We came from Punta Gallinas, the most northern tip of South America, in the deserts Colombia along the carribbean coastline. So many people told us that it's not possible to get there on our own, and that a guided tour is better, but thanks to my friend Emilie, we got there with hardly any problems. We spent two nights in Cabo de la vela and two nights in Punta Gallinas. It was really gorgeous up there, we slept in hammocks three out of the four nights, and saw the stars above us. We reached a sand dune one day and swam in the ocean as once we ran down the billowy piles of almost white sand. It truly was mesmerizing the view from there. Melissa and I sat and reminisced and discussed life, as we once did in India on a mountain in the himalayas. Awww... moments like this want to make me keep travelling forever.
I miss Mike, I wish he was with us on this leg of the adventure. He got along really well with the girls, and we all had such a great time together. Soon Melissa will be returning to Montreal, and it will only be Emilie and myself. This time we will try to make it to the beaches on the farthest point West of Colombia, close to the Panama border, also on the unbeaten path...
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