We spent a few days on either side of our hike to Ciudad Perdida, relaxing in Northern Colombia. Oscar has been an absolute champ lately and has been running like a new van since getting off the ship in Cartagena. Mum thinks its because we have finally accepted that he has gender identity problems and is actually a menopausal woman, dubbed “Oscarina”. Mark’s Dad has a theory that it’s a fuel blockage which builds up over time, this is starting to seem more likely.
Oscar dropping us off at the hotel in Santa Marta.
Animals follow Dad around where ever he goes – this pussy is territorial, watch out Mum.
This parrot thought that Mark’s hair looked like a good place to build a nest.
So far in Colombia every town and city has had something named after Simon Bolivar. He played a big part in the fight for independence in a number of latin american countries, including Colombia. He died in Santa Marta and we toured the Quinta de San Pedro Alejandrino where he spent his final days. The house has been meticulously preserved. I felt a bit creepy peering into the bedroom and bathroom of a man who died almost 200 years ago.
The grounds of the hacienda – i’ve never seen so many iguanas in one place.
On our way to Lulo for the second time, best arepas ever!
Shauno trying to fix his beloved hiking stool. I still laugh thinking about him falling off it.
In an attempt to avoid the crazy Semana Santa (easter holiday) crowds we headed to Playa Costeño. Shauno was a big fan of the cheap communal meals, keeping it simple with only one option. He wasn’t as keen on the portion sizes though, and feared starvation. Mark and I braved sea sickness in the choppy Caribbean for a surf, but mostly we just lounged around napping and reading our books.
The north desperately needs some rain. Mum informed us that “dust” will be one of her lasting impressions of Colombia. This was definitely apparent up in Minca, where were stayed in some beautiful Ecohabs. Despite the dust, it was a beautiful setting and a great way to end the trip with Mum and Dad.
Echohabs with their amazing flaura and fauna.
Kakaw – the chocolate place. Most of their products are sourced from the jungle. Dad’s description “rustic”.
Cocktail hour with Shauno
It was fun travelling with Mum and Dad for a few weeks. Along the way I realized that travelling with aging parents, is probably a bit like travelling with children. The biggest challenge is getting them to keep their pants on.
Speedos this far from the beach = underwear
Posted from Villa de Leyva, Colombia.