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Corn Islands

The morning of the 1st of August we all drove to Managua (managing to take the new road this time), on the way to the airport to fly to Little Corn island. En-route we stopped at a set of traffic lights, two kids started washing our windows despite our protests. On our arrival at the airport we found out the young entrepreneurs had in 30 seconds successfully stolen all our indicator lights!
To get to Little Corn we had to take a plane to Big Corn (unoriginal names i know, but Big Corn is the big one and Little Corn the smaller). We flew with Costina Air in a small rickety plane, i am not ashamed to admit we were all a little nervous on take off, but we got some amazing views of the countryside and i survived to tell the tale.

- Costina ticket at the airport

- It got us there and that's what counts!

- View from the plane

- Plane ride

When we arrived on Big Corn island, we jumped in a taxi and got a ride to the docks where we then caught a boat (a particularly rough one) to Little Corn. When we got off the boat i bumped into Shelly and Julie who we met at the Monkey Hut. They were staying at a cheap hotel/hostel run by a Texan guy going by the name, Dustin. Joe, Phoebe and family went to 'Casa Iguana' at the south end of the Island and i went back to the 'Sunshine Hotel' with Julie and Shelly.

I managed to cut a deal with Dustin for renting a room for a week $7 a night for a double bed, ensuite, AC and TV. You have to see the Little Corn with its seaside huts and temperamental generator to realise what a novelty this really is.
That night myself and a few of the other Sunshiners went for food at 'Rose's' a restaurant run by Rose out of her house. We were shortly joined by Joe, Phoebe, Yvonne and Anya. After that we all went back to the bar at Sunshine and then out to the one and only 'club' on the island, you guessed it, a reggae bar.

The next morning we hit the beach on the south east side of the island, the majority of the island is built on the west side so the east side was a bit more clean and scenic. That evening I watched a movie with a few people at Sunshine and then went out for a walk around the island. Whilst on our walk we saw a Caribbean church service, it was great to see how many people from the island attended on a week night. Although thinking back week days dont really mean anything on an island where every day you are pretty much doing the same thing and enjoying it at the same time. As were watching, a kid pushed his way out of the seating and walked down to the front of the church where he stood in the doorway and unashamedly took a wiz out of the front door! After he had relieved himself he walked back up towards the front (whilst hitching his pants up) and sat back down like it was the most ordinary thing in the world. (At least he didn't wee inside!). Another good night on the Corn islands.

- Church service

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Granada Part 1 - Leon

After the Monkey Hut we took a bus back into Granada with a few of the people we met the night before. We went straight to the Bearded Monkey the most famous backpacker hostel in Granada a slightly cheaper sleep at only $6 a night in the dorm rooms.
In the afternoon I went out to the lake at Granada (didnt hold a candle to Laguna de Apoyo) and also got to see a bit of town, first impressions when i got off the Tica bus were completely wrong the town was actually relaxed and colourful.

- Church just up from the waterfront

- A pig we saw taking a bath between the road (why the hell not!)

The first night in Granada was a bit of a crazy one, we kicked it off by playing Pimp's and Ho's, a card game explained by Julie and Shelly a Canadian and an Australian we met at the Monkey Hut. After happy hour at the Bearded Monkey we moved onto Hostal Libertad for 15 Cordoba Mojito's (that's less than 50p a drink!). There we introduced them to Ring of Fire, which at less than 50p a drink is pretty lethal.

- Ring of Fire

At Hostal Libertad we met what was possibly the most interesting guy of the night (unfortunately not pictured above) 'Crazy Gold Guy' who it turned out was certain he had found gold in the nearby hills and was just waiting until he could get it all. There was no rush though due to a certain type of bug native to only the area surrounding the gold which could kill a man by burrowing into his lip.. this may have been more funny if he wasn't so aggressive about anyone challenging his daring or ability to find this hidden treasure. Needless to say we managed to escape with our lives and made it back to the hostel.

Our next day in Granada was only slightly marred by a killer hangover (which is only amplified when trying to sleep with no AC in 30 degree heat) but a perk of the Bearded Monkey is a cupboard stockpiled with DVD's so a lazy DVD fest helped the day go by. That night we went to a local bar and managed to get involved in a lock in, this resulted in another hangover but by now we were pro's so didn't take any notice!

The morning of the 30th me Joe Yvonne and Anya went and hired a car to drive to Leon, we also invested in a map, apparently the only road map for the area (not very detailed and most roads didn't have signs anyway).

- Road map to Leon

It should have been a straight forward journey from Granada to Leon via Managua (the capital), the only issue came when leaving Managua when we turned right onto the 'old road' instead of left onto the new. This mistake turned a 1 hour smooth highway drive into a 3-4 hour off road journey, we did think it was strange that the capital and second largest city were not joined by a tarmacked road, but every road leads somewhere right?

Leon was quite similar to Granada however the streets seemed smaller and less colourful, there were a lot of churches and the town was a lot busier with lots of hustle and bustle. We took a while trying to find the Lazy Bones hostel http://www.lazybonesleon.com/ (a brilliant hostel that had come highly recommended by a few people we spoke to about Leon) this was mainly due to the criss-cross network of one way streets. The bonus of staying at Lazy Bones was the pool at the hostel!
That night Joe and Yvonne drove back to Managua to pick Phoebe (Joe's girlfriend) up from the airport, me and Anya just hung around the hostel and played some pool (i let her win..).

The next day was our first and last full day in Leon and we all went to the beach. I don't think Leon is famed for is beautiful beaches and the one we went to didn't exactly take our breath away (maybe we had high standards after the San Blas Islands) but the surf was good and we all managed to avoid getting dragged out to sea by the current.
We also had a killer lunch at a local restaurant, some would call it a shack, but it did amazing chicken and fish. We has some entertainment for lunch too watching 3 little piglets running around the beach trying to catch crabs that kept diving into holes. Although we had a brilliant day if you find yourself in Leon (Nicaragua) i have heard you should check out the Volcano Boarding (http://www.vivatravelguides.com/central-america/nicaragua/the-interior-and-leon/leon/leon-activities/volcanoes/volcan-cerro-negro/volcano-boarding)

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Costa Rica to Nicaragua

The morning of the 26th we got up at 5am for the first local bus to the highway at 6am. The bus picked us up from the center of town and drove for 2 hours to the closest highway. There we jumped off the bus with all our stuff. When the realisation dawned that we were really just standing on some random roadside in Costa Rica with all our bags waiting for a bus that we hoped would stop it was a nervous 20 minutes wait..

The Tica bus did pick us up and it took 4 hours to get to the border, once we got our exit stamps for Costa Rica and our entry stamps for Nicaragua we headed to Granada. Where we got off the bus in Granada gave a bad first impression there were mangy stray dogs walking the streets and all the buildings looked old and dishevelled, we had accommodation booked at the Monkey Hut 30 minutes outside town at Laguna de Apoyo.

We jumped in a taxi stopped off at the supermarket on the way and grabbed some food for our stay at the lake, after we hit the supermarket we started to hit massive crowds some with masks covering their faces! we then started seeing loads of policeman in full body armour, some with combat shot guns and others with MP5's and AK47's! It turned out there was a massive baseball game on (which Granada won) we didnt know this at the time it just looked like a riot.

- The Monkey Hut (Laguna de Apoyo) - http://www.thebeardedmonkey.com/monkeyhut.htm

The Monkey hut was expensive for Nicaragua at $28 for a double room, but bunking up with Joe cut costs! Laguna de Apoyo was an amazing place and definitely recommended, even if its just a day trip from the Bearded Monkey in Granada. The Monkey Hut backs onto the lake and has a floating pontoon about 20 metres out from the shore, there were canoes and rubber rings free to use and we wasted hours floating around.

- Free stuff

- Me in a canoe (i don't know what the face is for)

There wasn't much to do at the lake the first night we stayed and it was pretty quiet, but loads more people came the next day so that night there was a lot of rum flowing (Flor De Cana - we were now at the home of the worlds best rum).

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Monte Verde Cloud Forest

Monte Verde is famed for many things one of which is the Monte Verde Cloud forest, because of its altitude the cloud actually goes through the forest!
So not to miss one of the great attractions of the area! me and Joe set off on a mini hike towards the cloud forest from town. The walk to the cloud forest took about 3 hours and was pretty scenic, it was a change to not have to pay for the views! although the entry cost to the cloud forest was about $17 per person!

- one of Joe's beautiful plant shots

- Ants carrying leaves

- Me with a big leaf

- There are lots of big trees in the cloud forest, this is just one of the many many trees you could see if you went..

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La Fortuna - Monte Verde

We woke up the morning after the hot springs and booked the Jeep-Boat-Jeep (transport) to Monte Verde. We then went to get a taxi to the La Fortuna waterfall ($10 pp entry!), however whilst waiting for the taxi we got talking to a shop assistant that recommended a local waterfall with plunge pool etc that was a lot less touristic and free! we were assured it was within walking distance so we set off.

- Waterfall

About 1 km out of town (towards the popular waterfall) we came to a bridge across a river, there was a path leading down to the river itself and an amazing little waterfall that had created a deep plunge pool, we could also swim behind the waterfall and sit in a small alcove. There was also a rope swing off one of the higher sides of the plunge pool where some of the locals were doing back flip/dives into the pool below, we didn't manage anything as fancy.

After the waterfall we manage to hitch a free ride in a taxi back to town and packed our bags and left for the Jeep-Boat-Jeep to Monte Verde. The Jeep-Boat-Jeep ride was exactly as it sounds, we took a jeep to a large lake which was apparently home to crocodiles!

- Beware of crocodiles!

After the boat ride there was another jeep waiting for us that took us to Monte Verde. Monte Verde was nice, although the most touristy place we visited in Costa Rica, it reminded me of a ski resort at summer.

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San Jose

We jumped on a Talcopa bus at the Costa Rican passport office and began our 8 hour journey to San Jose. The bus climbed up into the mountains and the temperature dropped significantly. Due to my blasé attitude in taking my anti malaria tablets i had managed to burn my throat, i was also feeling the effects of several heavy nights and a ton of travelling. Despite all the above it was really nice to feel natural cold as opposed to AC cold which never seems the same.


Once we hit the cloud layer about 2 hours out of San Jose we could see how high we had climbed with narrow roads and perilous drops at either side, the bus pulled in to the terminal at about 6:30pm and me and Joe separated from Yvonne and Anya and went to Costa Rica Backpackers described as a 'lively' hostel in the lonely planet. The description seemed a bit unfounded as it was quite and lights out by 11pm however we did manage to stay up until 03:30am with a group of people talking about religion of all things! (although i think it was mainly the rum talking).

San Jose was reasonably nondescript, it was nice enough and had a fun bustling atmosphere but i dont think we were there for long enough to really experience it.

- Book shop in San Jose

- Central Park San Jose

- Man with flag... i forget who

We only stayed in San Jose for 2 nights in total, getting a bus to La Fortuna, a small town at the foot of the Arenal volcano (active) on the 3rd day. We checked into a popular but cheap hostel called Gringo Pete's, the owner doubled up as the tour guide Mr Lava Lava.

- Arenal volcano

Mr Lava Lava managed to sell us a trip to the Baldi hot springs, the main selling point being an all you can eat go up as many times as you want buffet! The hot springs were very touristic and had large spoonful of water park but the buffet more than made up for it!

- buffet!

- Desert!

After the first round of the buffet we hit the hot springs, there were 29 individual pools each with varying temperatures and features. One pool was 60 degrees and you could only manage to go in up to your carves, others has powerful jets of water it was like being in one giant bath!

- Me Joe and Anya at Baldi

After two hours of digestion me and Joe hit the buffet table again, the 2nd plate full was a struggle and going back into a hot bath straight after wasn't the best idea, neither was the water slides..

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Panama City

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I dont think we really did Panama City justice, we were only there for a few days but we didn't manage to see a lot favouring late nights on Calle Uruguay and long lay in's in an air conditioned room. We only managed to visit the more beautiful areas one afternoon, other that that it seemed to just be another big town.

- Beside the monument for the 20,000+ French workers who died building the canal (mainly yellow fever)

The more colonial areas of Panama City looked rather dilapidated but instead of making the place look old and shabby added character.

- Old run down hotel on the sea front

As i say we didnt really do much in Panama City besides sampling the night life and i didnt even manage to make a video such was my concentration focused on relaxation, but here are a few other pictures from Panama.

- Crazy mask shop, your could get nearly every animal in mask form.

- This was a large church close to the French memorial monument (name escapes me)

After 3 nights in Panama City we got a public bus to David, this took about 6 hours but thankfully the road system in Panama was a vast improvement from Colombia so it was a smooth ride. In David we undeservedly booked into a 5* hotel that backed onto the Pacific Ocean and a beautiful volcanic black sand beach.

- Black sand Pacific beach outside David

We spent one full day and a morning playing in the surf before getting a small local bus back in David (driving down every possible road along the way turning a 20 minute taxi ride on the way there into a 2 and half hour bus ride on the way back!).

Once back in David we got another public bus to the boarder town of Paso Canoas, a town actually situated in the space between panama and Costa Rica and after getting our exit stamps for Panama ($1) stayed one night in 'no man's land' technically in no country. Paso Canaos was not really much more than a collection of cheap hostels/hotels and shops from what i could see, a stopover point for people passing through from Panama to Costa Rica and visa versa.

The next morning we booked another public bus to San Jose and some frantic running around trying to get our Costa Rica entry stamp and some rushed explanation of where were had been for a day if we weren't in either country we got on the bus and departed for Costa Rica.

  • **sorry no video this time bit for a poor show for what was basically a week or travelling but i will make up for it***

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Panama Express

On our 14th day we had to make our way to Panama City via the Panama Canal, to do this we had to catch the train from Colon.
Colon is described in the lonely planet guide to Central American as 'a sprawling slum of decaying colonial grandeur and desperate human existence' that coupled with the multiple stories of muggings and stabbings made us decide to take a taxi to the train station.

The Panama Canal connects the Caribbean Sea to the Pacific ocean and joins Panama City to Colon, we slightly overestimated how long it would take to get to the station from Portobelo so we spent about an hour sitting at the station. We felt this was a safe place to stay due to the guard with a combat shotgun at the gate..


- Panama Express

The train had a glass roof in one carriage and was extremely cold, which was a major relief from after the toasty station. The train made its way through swamp, jungle and man made canal (large man made lakes) to Panama City unfortunately we didnt get to see any boats pass though the locks but we got the idea.


- its mainly large boats passing through the canal and they have to pay some serious money up to $300,000, but it goes on size because apparently one man swam through and only paid 50 cent


- crane at a lock

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End of Boat Trip - Portobelo

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After visiting the Kuna village we went to another small island to get our passports stamped for Panama.

- Boat load of people going for the Panama stamp.

We went straight to another bay after getting our stamps seeing two dolphin (a mother and baby) on the way. For the rest of that day we relaxed and did some snorkling off the back of the boat, the good weather meant we had a warm calm evening with only a few whisps of cloud and a stary sky, its amazing how peaceful everything looks once your in the bay. That night we saw florescent glowing squid just off the side of the boat.

- Small island at dusk

The morning of the final day we managed to hit rough sea the entire way to Mirimar, the wind picked up to about 20 nots and the boat swayed to precarious angles! Unfortunately the last day was the most sea-sickening!

- Not feeling to grand

It was a mixed feeling of relief and dejection when we spotted the shores of Mirimar knowing that although we would stop the relentless swaying we would also have finished our journey through the San Blas Islands.

-Goodbye Twyla

Once we were all packed and ashore Javier took us to the buss station about 500 m down the road o we could get to Portobelo, we soon found out there were no buses on a Monday (of course!) and were on our way back to the Twyla to stay another night when a guy selling vegetables pulled up in a truck. He said if we paid him $20 he would take us to Portobelo (the bus was about $2.5 anyway) so we said our goodbye's to Javier and jumped in.

We arrived in Portobelo about 2 hours later after the vegetable seller nearly killed us 3 times swerving on blind corners trying to kill snakes in the road! In Portobelo we quickly found a cheap hostel for the night just as you come into town (not the most stylish of places).

- Hostel room

We had a bit of a walk around Portobelo, an old colonial Spanish town which acted as the main trade route for gold back to Europe, it was heavily fortified and many of the defences and cannons still remain.

- Portobelo fortifications

There was also a large colonial customs house which in one year saw 2/3 of the entire worlds gold and was the main trading point for Central America back to Spain and has now been turned into a sort of museum.

- Customs house

We then went for some food and beers. We made it as far as a supermarket that doubled up as a bar (hole in the wall they passed beer out of). There we got chatting to a Greek (we'll call himStavros ) a Canadian (James) and an American (Victor). Victors travels were being funded by a 100/1 bet on his local baseball team winning some competition, he put down $350 and won! After a few beers we all went to a cheap but cheerful restaurant which served only fried fish and rice.

A few more beers and a couple of terrible stories about Colon (our next port of call) later, we said goodbye and good luck and went to be with stories of armed muggings plaguing our minds!

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Kuna Village

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Towards the end of the San Blas Islands (close to Panama) we stopped off at a Kuna Village (the indigenous people of the San Blas Islands). The people on this island were a lot more hospitable than the other Kuna we had met (i.e. didn't charge us for everything, pictures, passage even taking a camera to shore cost $2 at some villages).

- One of the other slightly less developed Kuna villages we past.

It was funny to see that the island had all the amenities you would expect from a small town in England: Post office, council building, bank, library, school, sports pitches, creche and even a museum.

In the museum we saw something particularly interesting, the owner is an artist and painted two pictures of an old tale of something that happened to several Kuna women many years ago:

-Kuna go onto space ship

-Kuna come off space ship

We wandered around for quite a while followed by loads of the village children, one even had a comb and was brushing his hair back like me and Joe. It was strange to see western influences mixed with such a strong indigenous culture, it was only the older Kuna that wore traditional dress, particularly the women who wore constricting beads around their shins and calves to seemingly reduce the size of their legs.

We also popped into a Kuna creche, the owner of which had pet birds that were ridiculously tame!



- Yvonne at the creche

The following video isn't exactly the worlds best documentary looking at indigenous cultures and maybe be pretty boring in places so feel free to skip through!

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Out at sea

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Because we made the journey down to Capuragana it meant we didn't have to sail right out into the ocean, instead we were able to hug onto the coastline and reducing the roughness of the journey. Every night we made it to a sheltered by formed by small islands linked to reefs.

We tried to break up the small journeys by stopping off at some of the nicer looking islands along the archipelago limiting sailing times to about 5 hours depending on the weather. The sea was filled with so much life, even around the islands i saw more starfish in one day than in the whole of the rest of my life (not that i am much of a starfish enthusiast, they dont do much!)..

- Beach on one of the San Blas Islands

- Starfish!

Whilst sailing we mainly just sat around on the boat reading and soaking up some sun although just sitting out without sun screen on for 5 minutes meant you could already feel your skin burning.

- Just before setting off one morning.

- Relaxing at the front of the boat

During the evenings depending on how close you were to the islands and how strong the wind was you could get eaten alive by the mosquito's i did feel like i was cheating a bit when me and Joe busted out the laptop and started watching The Wire, but that show is just too addictive!

- Watching the Wire (every night)

- One of the islands at dusk

One day we managed to catch a massive 3 foot Marlin (apparently) off the back of the boat, the rocking of the boat mixed with the massive amount of guts that fish produced made for a sketchy 30 minutes, also to kill the writhing sharp toothed fish was to take a screw driver to its head! The first split into 8 massive 3 inch thick steaks with loads more left over and was possibly the nicest freshest fish i have ever eaten. We caught a smaller one the following day and i did the honours of killing and gutting although it wasn't quite the same as something that could have bitten your hand off!

Warning the following video shows scenes of gore and severe animal cruelty.

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Aboad the Twyla

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On the morning of the 8th we met Javier Martin the Spanish captain of the Twyla. The Twyla was anchored in the bay just off from the port in Surpuzzo (a small fishing village) right next door to the Darrian Gap. We soon set off on our 5 day journey to Mirimar in Panama via the San Blas Islands, the water was calm and the sun was out, we sailed for 6 hours and dropped anchor is a large bay sheltered by a large reef.

- The Twyla in Surpuzzo

- The front of the boat as we came into the sheltered bay

Javier then took us to a nearby island where we foraged for coconuts, i think you are only meant to pick up the coconuts that had fallen to the ground however seeing some tempting ones on a low branch i climbed up and hacked them down with Javier's machete.

- Me climbing for coconuts

-Javier busting open a coconut

After the sun set on our first day on the boat we went back the ship hollowed out the coconuts and made some Cuba Libres. The cabins were small and hot but better then the bunk beds in Turbo!

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heading to yacht to Panama

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After leaving Cartagena we travelled to Turbo described in Lonely Planet as a 'lawless frontier town, with a reputation for crime' needless to say we later found out that the previous year there was a murder a day! To get to Turbo we travelled on on a 'luxury coach' which i will add the video of soon and then took a 4 by 4 across a thoroughly pot-holed road (4 hours of pot-holed road).

On arriving in Turbo we stayed at a sketchy hostel £3 a night and worth every penny. We had 2 bunk beds and an 'en-suite' shower and toilet separated by a shower curtain, all conveniently fitted into a 4 by 2 metre room. We got up at 06:30 to catch a not so speedy speed boat to Capuragana which broke down en-route at least 3 times.


When we got to Capuragana we met a 'dusty' Australian called Paul who helped us find the customs office to get our exit stamps from Colombia, he then convinced us to stay at a local hostel owned by Joey, a Hawaiian. Joey pulled up in a local taxi...


and took us to his hostel situated just outside town in the borders of the Derian Gap (if you haven't heard of it, it's a lawless forest region inhabited by gorillas (the human kind) and para-military.


As you can see the hostel was beautiful and we were surrounded by the sounds of the forest. We were right by the coast and situated just a short walk from a swimming pool (a rarity in these parts). To put it in perspective the town only had 2 motorised vehicles (2 motor bikes) one of which many locals were trying to get banned. We spent only one night in Capuragana but really warmed to the place Joey was also a valuable source of information, he also knew Javier Martin our soon to be captain for our sailing trip to Panama.

Be sure to listen out for the Star Wars Frogs towards the end of the clip...

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Day 5 - Independence Day on Playa Blanca

sunny 28 °C
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To celebrate the day England let America start taking care of it's own affairs, i joined Josh and John, their Spanish tutor, her boyfriend, sister and friend (from Argentina) on a trip to Playa Blanca via Rosario Island. We had a killer early start of 8 am (i have fully adjusted from my 06:50 get up for work time table) and hit the supermarket to stock up on beer and supplies.

We met Catalina (Spanish tutor) and group under the clock tower outside the city walls and headed to the docks. After some franticSpanish from Catalina we managed to get the day trip for 45,000 Pesos instead of 60,000 (£15) and jumped on the boat for Playa Blanca (or so we thought)... We instead got dropped off on Rosario Island and after we explained we were meant to be going to Playa Blanca got left on the island whilst the others on our boat went for a snorkel on the nearby coral reef. Our fiery Spanish tutor would not stand for this and got us a lift on the next boat to the rest of our group and a half price snorkel! The reef was quite impressive and reasonably shallow so you could see schools of fish weaving in and out of the coral.


After about an hour we all got back onto the boat and were taken to Playa Blanca. Playa Blanca is exactly what you imagine a Caribbean beach to look like, white sand, palm trees, turquoise water.. When we jumped off the boat the were led to a large row of huts with a canopy between them made out of palm leaves. We were offered either a meal of fish or chicken - i went for fish (if you go, go for chicken).

After about 2 hours we were ushered back onto the boat and made the choppy journey back to Cartagena, half of theCaribbean sea made its way into our boat on the way back and fortunately my fish stayed firmly in my stomach...


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Cartagena - Day 2

Private Beach

sunny 32 °C

Day 2 in Cartagena was amazing, we visited a private island owned by a guest of David and Cara's wedding. 4 luxurious speed boats picked us up from a jetty on the coast of Cartagena and sailed out about 40 minutes away from the mainland. We jumped out of the boats onto a secluded beach surrounded by mangroves. 80 chairs were set out around tables under small pagodas in the water. There were guys with big crates of cray fish that were chucked on bbq's there were also free flowing Cuba Libres (Rum and Coke with a dash of lime) which went down a treat! The shallows were peppered with star fish and there were hermit crabs racing around everywhere. After a while we were taken in groups by boat to the private island which was extremely peaceful, a stark contrast to the party going on at the secluded beach!

Words can't really describe the atmosphere so check out the videos and pictures...

- This is the speed boat that took us to the island/beach

- This is where got the speed boat from, a dock at Cartagena

- Here we are sitting in the water knocking back some Cuba Libres

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