Minca to Palomino, 4th Dec. '24

I don't know why I set the alarm anymore. I always wake up before it's meant to go off.
So, a quick snap of the 'bungalow' I stayed in last night - by the stream which wasn't soothing and restful but a bloody torrent.
A single coffee and down for the bus. Me and a few early risers had to wait for the 9am one to fill up. With a change of buses in Santa Marta, we eventually got to Palomino.
It's looking quite promising.
I had my usual wander around to get / lose my bearings, and had lunch. Blimey O'Reilly, it was about £6 ! I nearly spluttered and had a feinting fit.
Managed to find the beach after taking a slightly long way around to get there. It's pretty much as described - almost undeveloped on the beach itself, grey sand and very big waves. I weakened and had a couple of Mojitos on the beach ( 15000 COP for two - can't grumble).
The bit of online 'research' I did about Palomino was just about spot on. If you can imagine Bali a few decades ago: before the mass package holiday crowds (Oz, you know I'm talking about you.) helped turn it into Benidorm with palm trees, then you get a fair idea of how 'on the cusp of being being discovered and therefore spoiled' this place is.
The two people who manage the hostel I've moved into for the next few days are really pleasant and helpful.
I think it's going to be alright.Läs mer