Palomino, 5th Dec. '24.

This is my first full day in Palomino, and I still can't get my head around which way leads to the Main Street and which to the beach. I've been to both and kept getting lost. The grid system with no road/street signs has got me beat
me.
Talking to Omar, the owner, I reckon I could walk to visit one of the indigenous tribes in their village up in the hills above town. I'll have a more restful day today and leave it until tomorrow.
There are plenty of obviously tribal people around town - they come in for provisions, buy/sell stuff etc. However, I even't felt confident about pointing my iPhone's camera at them yet.
The beach is only a short walk away, so I had a stroll there and had some lunch.
You get the picture? The pace of life here is pretty much on the slow side, and there's not much to do really.
After finishing my book a while ago in Santa Marta ('Something Wicked This Way Comes' by Ray Bradbury - absolutely excellent, seeing as you ask) so I was glad to find a copy of 'The Unbearable Lightness of Being' by Milan Kundera someone left in the digs. I'm half-way through and it's very good indeed: philosophical, erotic, instructive - a heady combination.
An early night I think - I want to start my hike early tomorrow morning.Read more