On Monday the 28th, Paula and I got up at stupid o' clock in order to go on a tour to La Guajira. We got to the bus at 5am and were mightily surprised to find ourselves with a bus load of Colombians - we had expected it to be a small tour of about 4-5 people, not 30!
The bus was freezing because of the air conditioning and the tour guide (affectionately named 'fat wanker') decided we should all introduce ourselves - impressed, not!
We stopped for breakfast in Riohacha -it was dire! The choices were shark, something else decidely fishy or mince. All were gross looking and tasting from what I could see - I ate very little. On the plus side though, the toilet was clean and fairly pleasant.
We continued onwards to Uribia - the indigenous capital of Guajira...where we stopped at a shop, so the Colombians could buy alcohol...hmm. The toilets here were considerably less salubrious. I got some interesting photos though, so I was quite happy.
The last stop of the day was Cabo de la Vela - a beautiful bay that stretches for 2km and is inhabited by the Wayuu people. We had hoped, foolishly, for decent food and accommodation here. Unfortunately the food was fairly boring (but ok if you like fish) and the accommodation consisted of hammocks, with little or no space between them.
In the afternoon we decided to opt out of the tour and spend the afternoon on the beach.
Dinner was much the same as lunch - an early night was had by all. I was actually the last awake, reading until about 11pm.
The hammock situation was not great - I was lucky that I had Paula on one side of me and a lovely Swedish girl we'd met on the other because if you moved you could feel the person next to you. Paula was not so fortunate and was fairly sure her other neighbour (male) was engaged in some nocturnal activities with himself.
Another early start, with yet more bland food. We visited salt flats in Mauare which was quite interesting, particularly photographically. Then onwards to Riohacha; lunch and back to Taganga (which was rapidly feeling like home!).
After all the dire food, my vegetarianism went out of the window and I indulged in a very good steak at a fantastic restaurant back in Taganga.
The bus was freezing because of the air conditioning and the tour guide (affectionately named 'fat wanker') decided we should all introduce ourselves - impressed, not!
We stopped for breakfast in Riohacha -it was dire! The choices were shark, something else decidely fishy or mince. All were gross looking and tasting from what I could see - I ate very little. On the plus side though, the toilet was clean and fairly pleasant.
We continued onwards to Uribia - the indigenous capital of Guajira...where we stopped at a shop, so the Colombians could buy alcohol...hmm. The toilets here were considerably less salubrious. I got some interesting photos though, so I was quite happy.
The last stop of the day was Cabo de la Vela - a beautiful bay that stretches for 2km and is inhabited by the Wayuu people. We had hoped, foolishly, for decent food and accommodation here. Unfortunately the food was fairly boring (but ok if you like fish) and the accommodation consisted of hammocks, with little or no space between them.
In the afternoon we decided to opt out of the tour and spend the afternoon on the beach.
Dinner was much the same as lunch - an early night was had by all. I was actually the last awake, reading until about 11pm.
The hammock situation was not great - I was lucky that I had Paula on one side of me and a lovely Swedish girl we'd met on the other because if you moved you could feel the person next to you. Paula was not so fortunate and was fairly sure her other neighbour (male) was engaged in some nocturnal activities with himself.
Another early start, with yet more bland food. We visited salt flats in Mauare which was quite interesting, particularly photographically. Then onwards to Riohacha; lunch and back to Taganga (which was rapidly feeling like home!).
After all the dire food, my vegetarianism went out of the window and I indulged in a very good steak at a fantastic restaurant back in Taganga.
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