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- Kongsi
- Hari 144
- Sabtu, 20 Mei 2017
- ⛅ 15 °C
- Altitud: 14 m
PanamaQuebrada Las Escobas7°25’60” N 80°11’60” W
Playa Venao

To get from Santa Catalina to Playa Venao was even more complicated than getting to Santa Catalina. I had to take 5 different busses. The last one from Las Tablas to Playa Venao was only running once a day sometime around midday but no one could tell me when exactly. So I decided to take the first bus leaving Santa Catalina at 6 in the morning (which didn't show up before 6:30) to not miss my chance for that bus to Playa Venao. Wherever I had to change busses there was a direct bus going to Panama City. I really thought about just skipping Playa Venao and go straight to Panama City. Was Playa Venao really worth the hassle and the money I had to spend to get there? So far I still wasn't really impressed by Panama and thought maybe I should just get to Colombia where I knew I liked it.
But I decided to give it one last chance and made my way to Eco Venao, a hostel Maren had recommended for me. Turned out it was the right decision!
I had a really nice time there and met a lot of interesting people.
Natascha is volunteering at Eco Venao. She had just finished her Bachelor in Interior Architecture at my University in Mainz and had so many nice ideas what to change at Eco Venao and we spend some time laying in the hammocks talking with some other girls about creative ideas for the hostel and other girly topics. I hope she's gonna stay motivated and will be able to implement some of her ideas.
John is running the Venao coffee shop and roastery at the Entrance to Eco Venao. I spend quite some time listening to him talking about coffee and it felt great meeting someone being so passionate about what he is doing.
Both of them helped me a little on figuring out what I wanna do when I get back. Even though I really enjoy my time traveling of course this is always in the back of my head and talking to the two of them made me realize I wanna keep on doing what I did. I've always been passionate about my job and I think I'm not ready to give that up for a boring job. Even if it would mean more money and less hours.
One night I went with John to Panga, a really nice restaurant at the end of the beach. It was probably the best food I had on my trip. They were also selling Johns coffee so when he told them who he was we got a free dessert which was absolutely delicious.
When we walked back along the beach there were tons of fireflies. It was so beautiful. The ocean, the stars and the flushing fireflies everywhere around. The only thing that was disturbing was that we didn't see where we were walking and you always had to be afraid to step on one of the many crabs crashing it.
I also had my most expensive surfboard rental in Playa Venao. I took a board for a full day which was already $20. When I tried getting out I figured the waves were quite strong and I had to let my board go quite often. And when I thought I finally made it out another big wave came and when I let my board go again the leash ripped. Luckily I could grab my board before it was pushed all the way back to the beach. But I had to take the next wave to get out of the water to get a new leash and that was another $35.
I went in and out of the water for the rest of the day to make the most of my money but as the waves were actually to big for me I mostly stayed to the front catching some smaller once and playing around in the white water.
One morning Natascha did a yoga class on the yoga deck at the beach which was really nice. After that I had to figure out where to go next. As I had booked my sail boat to Colombia by now I knew I would be in Panama City till May 28th. So going straight to the City would mean 5 nights there which felt quite a lot. But I also didn't really feel like staying another day in Venao. When I told a few girls I thought about taking the bus early the next morning to Panama City Leila said we could take the bus together then as she was raking that one to get of earlier to go to El Valle. I remembered Simon in Santa Catalina had told me about El Valle and highly recommended it. So I decided to join her.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
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- Kongsi
- Hari 147
- Selasa, 23 Mei 2017
- ⛅ 31 °C
- Altitud: 573 m
PanamaAnton Valley8°36’14” N 80°7’42” W
El Valle de Anton

El Valle finally made me accept Panama the way it was. The landscape was absolutely beautiful and even though I don't think it was a lot different to Boquete I got to take the fancy mansions with their well kept big gardens as part of the country. Panama might be more americanized and expensive than Nicaragua and the other countries up north but it is also part of their history with the Panama Canal that they are much more related to America. You shouldn't compare a country to another one you liked but always try to take it as what it is.
El Valle is a small town set in the crater of an extinguished volcano. It's actually the biggest settlement inside a volcanoe in the world. Being here you see the crater as a chain of mountains surrounding the town. These mountains provide a few nice hikes with amazing views.
When Leila and I arrived to the Bodhi Hostel the girl at the reception did a really nice check in explaining everything regarding the hostel but also giving us some ideas how to explain the surrounding area without trying to sell a tour. I really like it when the do this. The hostel was also really sweet. Lots of little details and even though the dorm for quite a lot of people it didn't feel crowded as everybody had a big locker, enough room and a curtain in front of the bed.
The girl at the reception had told us there was a hike to a lookout point we could still do this afternoon. Supposedly you could see the Pacific from there to the one side and the Crater to the other. She kind of made it sound like it's just a quick hike so we didn't really think a lot about it and just started walking. Once we'd left I saw this big mountain ahead of us and thought "Wait a minute. If we gonna be able to see the pacific coast from the lookout point, it must be the highest mountain around, right?". Leila also didn't expect a hike like this but we pushed each other to just keep on walking and about 1 1/2 hours later we were rewarded with amazing views of the town inside the crater. Unfortunately we couldn't see all the way to the pacific as it was starting to get really cloudy.
After we got back we were super hungry and wanted to grad dinner at this peruvian restaurant Leila had read about. They were supposed to have a daily special for $3,50 including a juice. Everything in town seemed to be located along the main road so we started walking down the road looking for the restaurant. It was supposed to take about 10-15 minutes to get there so we didn't really get suspicious for a while. But when it seemed the town turned more and more into residential areas we checked the map again. Yeah, it's really easy to find something if everything is organized along one road - you just have to walk to the right direction 😅
So we turned around and walked all the way back till we finally found the place not to far from our hostel. When we sat down it started raining pretty bad. We literally just made it there in time.
A lady gave us the menu and we were disappointed to see the cheapest meals were around $10-12. The lady saw our confused looks and added "We also have a daily special which is fried fish fillet with french fries and salad including a juice." "How much is that?" "$3,50." "What? How... whatever, we take it!" ☺
I guess this place makes it's money with a few proper tourist and lots of backpackers.
Two street dogs who were hanging out outside the hostel had followed us all the way here. Obviously the owner of the restaurant didn't want them on his terrace so he send them off but they waited for us next to it and came back the moment we left and followed us back to the hostel. We did like one of the dogs but the other seemed to be a bit overactive and crazy.
The next morning we went on the hike to "La India Dormida". A mountain chain was supposed to look like a sleeping woman. The funny thing was that till the end we didn't figure out if we were actually walking on that sleeping woman or if we were supposed to see it somewhere. So we kept on looking at the surrounding mountains and saw sleeping people everywhere. After we got back down we finally saw the sleeping woman like we had seen her on the pictures. The hike was on top of these mountains forming the outline. But they didn't really look more like a sleeping woman like the other ones we had seen before.
But the hike on the ridge was really nice. I had never done a hike like this but we were literally walking on top of the edge of the mountain chain.
Back down I only took a short break before catching the bus to Panama City.Baca lagi
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- Hari 148
- Rabu, 24 Mei 2017
- ⛅ 32 °C
- Altitud: 13 m
PanamaSan Felipe8°57’16” N 79°32’9” W
Panama City

I hadn't been in a proper city since my two days in Guatemala City in January so I was kind of excited to get to Panama City.
Panama City is a weird mix of old and new as well as rich and poor. My hostel was in the old town with lots of nice and old buildings. But from here you had a view to the other side of Panama City with it's quite impressive skyline. The area of my hostel was pretty touristy with also a few fancy hotels and restaurants. But to get there from the metro you had to walk down Avenida Central which was a big shopping street that wasn't fancy at all. And if you would leave this maon street into the back alleys you would see how people were actually living in huge rundown buildings.
Maybe it was just because I hadn't been in a city for so long or because of this differences that made the city quite interesting but I actually really liked Panama City.
I had to do quite a lot of organizing after not having proper WIFI for a while (and more interesting things to do) so I spend my first day here just ticking off points of my To-Do-list like extending my travel insurance and finding a new person subletting my apartment.
After I had finished all the necessary things I started exploring the neighborhood. It was nice to just stroll around and I took a lot of pictures of random curiosities.
The hostel I stayed was kind of a party hostel with a bar attached downstairs which had ridiculous cheap drinks at happy hour. Normally I don't like it when the party mood is kind of forced onto you. But my second night Leila arrived from El Valle and we ended up going out after happy hour with some guys from the hostel. At some point we left the guys to go back to the hostel to sleep as we were really tired. But instead we got hassled into a bar on our way home with the offer of a free drink and ended up dancing to Reggaeton for a while. I guess this is how the best parties happen - unexpected. When we finally got back to the hostel the others were already asleep.
One other thing I really liked about Panama City was the fish market. There were a ton of simple restaurants serving fresh fish and ceviche. And it was a good mix of locals and tourists. Leila took me there one night and I actually went back twice.
I learned about the perks of backpacking life when I took advantage of the americanization of this country and bought me a Boston Cream Dunkin Donut and left it in the hostel fridge. I was really looking forward to the donut as even though I pretend to hate American fast food I love Donuts. But when I wanted to get it from the fridge it was gone! I stored it in a bag with lots of other stuff and all that was still there. So someone must have been going through the bags looking for something appealing. I hope he enjoyed my donut!
After three full days in the City I left for Puerto Lindo from where I would catch the sailboat to Colombia.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
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- Hari 151
- Sabtu, 27 Mei 2017
- ⛅ 28 °C
- Altitud: 21 m
PanamaPanama Canal8°59’50” N 79°35’29” W
Panama Canal

When I was on the bus from El Valle to Panama City I saw a big bridge ahead of us and suddenly realized that this must be the Panama Canal! When we crossed it I saw a ship passing by under it and got pretty excited. The big ship and the containers reminded me of home. Especially as there were a few "Hamburg Süd" container on that ship.
Everybody kept telling me that going to see the canal is not that exciting but I still wanted to go. There is a visitor center at one of the locks with a museum and platforms to watch the boats pass through the locks. I read online that boats are not passing between 10:30am and some time later in the afternoon so I went quite early to be there at 9am when the visitor center opens. Unfortunately I had to learn when I got there that on saturdays it's a little different and boats stop running at 9am and there wouldn't be a ship before 3:30pm. Even though I really wanted to see a ship I couldn't be bothered to spend the whole day here. The museum was just partly interesting and a movie they showed you was really proud and cheesy. So in the end I have to say that people were right. It's not really exciting going there. But at least one good thing came out of it. I found another Dunkin Donut on my way back and finally got my Boston Cream Donut!Baca lagi
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- Hari 152
- Ahad, 28 Mei 2017
- ☀️ 31 °C
- Altitud: Paras Laut
PanamaCalubir9°34’43” N 78°41’2” W
San Blas Sailing to Colombia

After 5 month in Central America I took a sailboat to get down to Colombia via the San Blas Islands.
The boat was leaving from Puerto Lindo and we were meeting our captain there in a restaurant at the beach. As it turned out Puerto Lindo wasn't much mire than this restaurant. I got there quite early as my journey on public transport went quite well. Luckily I wasn't the only one. Sam & Kate from Australia were already there as well. I was happy to find I have a lot to talk about with them as we were about to spend a lot of time together on limited space. After a while the rest of the group arrived. Lara from the Netherlands and another couple Hanna & Otto also from the Netherlands.
We had already spotted our sailboat in the little bay and when we saw two people climbing in the dinghy coming over to the beach we were excited to finally meet our captain. I was thinking if he might speak any english or if this might be another chance to practice my spanish? When he climbed out of the little boat I couldn't believe what I was hearing: a german accent! Captain Erwin was Austrian! But our 2nd crew member was Colombian. Robbie was introduced as our cook but he turned out to also be responsible for our entertainment, cultural exchange, dance lessons and everything else that needed to be done on the boat. We loved Robbie! Erwin was a little grumpy sometimes but in the end he brought us to Colombia save and sound so I guess his grumpiness is excused.
After introducing himself Erwin told us we wouldn't go to the boat before later that night. His plan was to take our passports to immigration first to get our stamps for leaving Panama. Around 8pm we would go to the boat and have dinner. Then we would go to bed and he would bring us to San Blas over night. So we would wake up in the beautiful islands!
So far the plan. After spending the afternoon exploring the 2 streets of Puerto Lindo, using the only available WIFI in a diving school for the last contact to the outside world and learning a new dutch game called "Regenworm" (dutch for earthworm) we finally went over to our sailboat and got to inspect our new home for the next days. The boat could take a group of 10 + 2 staff. As we were only 6 we actually had a lot more space then normally. Under deck there were 2 cabins in the back which were taken by our two couples. Lara and I shared the front cabin which was supposed to be for 4 (it was still less spacious as this might sound. Robbie and the captain would be sleeping in the salon which was also the kitchen. On deck there was a table with 2 benches in the cockpit. This was where we would have dinner and spend most of our time while the boat was moving.
While we were having dinner we could see lightning out on the ocean. Our captain said he had to see if we could leave during the night depending on the weather conditions. When we started to get ready for bed the storm suddenly hit really hard. It felt like we were in the center of the thunder within seconds. The boat was moved so heavy by the storm that our anchor got pulled out so we had to lift it up. The captain shouted at us to stay under deck with the lights of as he wasn't able to see otherwise. We were surrounded by other boats in the bay of Puerto Lindo and he was trying not to hit anyone. That moment was pretty creepy as the boot was shaking pretty wild and turning in circles, we couldn't see anything with the lights off and we didn't know what was going on at that time.
When the storm was gone the captain came down and told us we wouldn't be leaving tonight but wait till the next morning. So we climbed into bed and hoped for better conditions the next day.
I woke up quite early in the morning and climbed out to the cockpit where the captain was already preparing to finally leave. We started moving towards the islands soon after and the others started coming out of there beds as well. The sea was kind of rough and it was raining on and off. But I still liked staring out to the horizon just seeing water and sky. It makes you feel free.
Soon the first people started announcing they felt sick. Like recommended we had all brought seasickness medication but as they are supposed to make you pretty tired I didn't want to take any. But I also didn't feel to bad. And whenever I started feeling a little sick I would just concentrate on the horizon for a moment and felt better soon after. People started moving to the back of the boat where the captain had told us was the best place for throwing up.
But I felt fine. I was confident I wouldn't get seasick and the longer nothing happened the prouder I was. I felt great! Until I didn't. Suddenly I couldn't get to the back of the boat fast enough to say goodbye to my breakfast. This made me laugh. Pretty stupid to be to proud to take medication if this is the result.
The captain told us the best thing to do was probably to try to get some sleep. Most people went back to the cabins but as I didn't really like being under deck with little airflow and no chance to look outside I just climbed to the front of the boat and laid down on deck to sleep. This became my favorite spot and I was there whenever possible.
After about 7 hours we could finally see the Islands ahead of us! We anchored in front of our first island and finally jumped into the ocean! After a while the captain took us over to the island where Robbie was already preparing a BBQ for dinner. We explored the little island which took about 10 minutes. There were a few little hats on the island where about 10 people where living. They didn't have much but a solar panel to generate electricity and an antenna to receive radio. Suddenly one of the little girls pulled out a tablet. Maybe they were more advanced than you would think.
The food was amazing! Ribs and all kind of meat from the BBQ with different fresh salads and potatoes.
After dinner we chilled for a while on the island but asked Robbie to go back to the boat quite soon as we were all quite tired. Even though we all slept a little during the day the whole "trying not to get seasick" was more exhausting than you would think. When Robbie tried to start the dinghy to bring us back to the sailboat it turned out the motor wasn't working anymore. Robbie and Sam ended up paddling us back.
The next morning I was the first to wake up again except for the captain and Robbie who was already fixing the dinghy. I jumped into the ocean right away. We stayed here till breakfast and left for the second island after. Going from island to island the sea was pretty calm so no need to worry about seasickness along the way. When we got to the second island we jumped into the water and swam over to the island. The sand here was made from tiny peaces of shell and would just run through your fingers and of your skin without sticking. We girls couldn't stop playing around with it and were sitting in the shallow water talking till our skin started to wrinkle.
Back on the boat we all had a shower on the back of the boat (yes same spot as we went for seasickness) and put on something that felt a little more like proper clothes (so far I had only been wearing my bikini and maybe some shirt or my rain jacket when the weather asked for it). We all were a little more in the mood for a nice night on the island than the day before. We had another nice dinner with a traditional soup made from shells and fresh fish from the BBQ.
We had some Cuba Libres and started dancing around the bonfire. Robbie was our DJ and dance instructor for the night. But as it turned out keeping a fire going wasn't one of his strength. He put a huge palm leaf over the fire which wasn't really dry and nearly killed it. But luckily the people living on the island saved it. We were wondering how weird it must be to live on an island like this and have people coming over every other night who dance around a bonfire to funny music...
When we got back to the boat for the night I didn't feel like sleeping down in our cabin. So I climbed through the hatch (Lara and I had discovered this shortcut earlier) and lay down on top of the boat. You could see so many stars and even make out the milky way.
The next morning we left for our final island before breakfast. When we got there we went snorkeling around the island and only got back to the boat for breakfast. This was when the clouds finally completely dissolved. With a blue sky the islands looked even more beautiful. Originally our captain wanted to leave right after breakfast to make sure we would get to Cartagena the next day in time for immigration but we convinced him to stay till lunch as we did miss our first day in the islands and wanted to take advantage of the sun finally being out.
After lunch we started what would be a 30 hour trip across the ocean towards Colombia. This time I figured I shouldn't be to proud again and took the seasickness medication. As it turned out it didn't make me tired at all. I was chilling in my favorite spot in the front most of the time and as it turned out with the medication I was even able to read without getting sick. When it got dark I was laying on the deck with Lara watching the moon and the stars showing up one by one the darker it got. Obviously we started philosophical talks about how small we felt down here while watching the stars. This is one of this moments I will never forget. Laying there with nothing than water everywhere around on this tiny boat under the sky...
After dinner it felt to dark to climb back to the front (you really don't wanna go over board in the dark) so I went to bed quite early. When I lay down I realized how much our cabin in the front of the boat was actually moving (I hadn't really been down here a lot while we were moving). In between it almost felt like a free fall when the boat was crashing over the waves. With the medication I was confident I wouldn't get sick so the jumping was quite fun for a while. Until I realized I was supposed to sleep like this. It took me a while but I fell asleep at some point. Still it was definitely the worst night. As the dinghy was laying on top of the boat we couldn't open our hatch so there was no airflow. I woke up every few hours feeling hot and sticky. I was happy when it was finally morning and I could get back onto deck. Ahead of us lay another full day on the ocean. When Sam got up he told me the wind should be alright now to actually sail (so far we had only gone by motor without even setting a single sail). So for a while we at least opened the front sail.
After breakfast we were all chilling on deck when Sam suddenly pointed out dolphins in the far. I had heard that dolphins like to join boats but I didn't expect what happened next. A group of nearly 20 dolphins came closer and closer till they were really close, swimming and jumping around our boat. Kate said: "It doesn't matter how often you have seen dolphins, they always make you happy!" True thing. Especially when they are free like this!
We spend the rest of the day on deck and in the cockpit. Our biggest concern today turned out to be the sun. There wasn't a lot of shade on the boat so we had to be creative. We got out sheets and towels to fix them on whatever was there to generate some shade. By this time everybody had a hand on the seasickness so we were even able to play another round of the dutch game of earthworms.
After over 24 hours of only seeing water everywhere around us we were quite excited when we could finally make out Colombia ahead of us. Cartagena turned out to have quite a skyline (I didn't remember it like this from last year). We got closer while the sun was going down behind us. When we set anchor in the harbor of Cartagena it was already 8pm which was to late for immigration so we had to spend another night on the boat. Robbie went into town (I guess he was allowed to set foot on land as an Colombian) to get Pizza for all of us. Tonight Kate & Sam and Hannah & Otto joined me sleeping on top of the boat. The next morning I watched the sun rise behind the skyline. A nice last image in my head of this amazing trip full of unbelievable beautiful images.Baca lagi
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- Hari 157
- Jumaat, 2 Jun 2017
- ⛅ 31 °C
- Altitud: 12 m
ColombiaPlaza San Diego10°25’33” N 75°32’55” W
Cartagena

When we left the sailboat that had brought us to Colombia we had to wait in an air conditioned supermarket with WIFI for Erwin. He went to immigration to get our passports stamped. Leaving Panama and getting into Panama was the first border crossing I didn't do myself. It felt kind of strange to hand someone our passport for this but on the other hand it was nice to know that you wouldn't need to bother with things like proof of onward travel or the yellow fever shot which you need for entering Colombia from Panama (I do have that shot but who knows what they would say at a border to my 2 chaotic vaccination certificates. We used the time in the supermarket researching hostels in Cartagena. Lara found this amazing hostel and even though it was a little over my budget I decided to join her going there to at least check it out. When we got there the girl from the reception showed us around and I knew that I had to stay. It was supernice with 2 pools, nice rooms and a chilled vibe.
The first thing we did was taking a really extensive shower - it felt good after 6 days on the boat with limited access to fresh water. The rest of the day I spend figuring out what to do the next days and weeks, finding someone new to sublet my apartment as my first choice had cancelled while I was on a boat between 2 countries and cleaning my backpack as it unfortunately got wet in the storage on the boat.
At night Lara and I met Hanna and Otto for dinner in a local restaurant. After that we walked around for a while looking for a nice bar to have another drink. When we finally sat down on this balcony what turned out to be quite a tourist trap I wanted to take my phone out of my backpack. The first thing I realized was that it was light inside my backpack. Suddenly I realized someone must have cut my backpack while I was walking! I couldn't believe my luck when I realized that everything was still there. I must have turned around or moved away before they had a chance to take anything out. It still felt pretty weird to know that someone had been on my backpack with a knife. I always knew that something like this might happen to me at some point. Still it made me feel more unsafe than usual for a few days.
The next 2 days I spend wandering around the streets of Cartagena. I mostly stayed within the old town but it was a similar contrast as in Panama City to see the skyline in the background. I still liked Cartagena with its old houses and balconies even though it is quite touristy. I went to visit the museo del oro. But to be honest I did it more to escape the heat and cool down in the air conditioned rooms than out of interest ;)
At night Lara and I went to Plaza Trinidad, had street food for dinner and watched the people hanging around here. I liked the place as it felt like a meeting point for backpackers, street artists and local families. One night there was a free Zumba class happening in the square which was quite impressive to watch!
After 3 nights I felt I had seen everything there is and continued to Santa Marta.Baca lagi
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- Hari 160
- Isnin, 5 Jun 2017
- ⛅ 40 °C
- Altitud: 18 m
ColombiaPlaya del Centro11°14’36” N 74°12’55” W
Santa Marta

When I was in Colombia last year I had met Harri in San Agustin. He was running the hostel I stayed in and we had traveled to Salento together afterwards. We had stayed in contact since then and when I told him I was coming back to Colombia on my trip he decided to join me at the Caribbean Coast for a while. I knew from last year that I didn't really like Santa Marta a lot but it was a good base for different places along the coast. So we figured we would meet there to figure out then where to go next.
I took the bus from Cartagena to Santa Marta and along the way it started to rain really heavy. The streets in Santa Marta didn't have a proper drainage system so the streets were completely flooded. Being on the bus felt like being in a boat ☺🛶 When I got of the bus and walked towards my hostel I just took of my shoes and waded through the water.
I was pretty excited to meet Harri again and to travel with a real local for a while. We met at the hostel and went for dinner together to catch up and make plans for the next days. I realized pretty quick that it wouldn't be the easiest thing to travel together.
Most people that I had spend time with along my way were in a similar situation than I was. Our paths would join for a while as long as we were going the same way and separate once we were going different directions. Sometimes you would go for a compromise or skip your original plan if the other person had an idea that sounded appealing. With Harri it was different. He didn't really care what we were doing and basically left all the decisions to me. You might think this would make it easier but I felt responsible for him and didn't want to make a decision for 2 all the time. But maybe I only had to get used to this new situation? That first night I told him my idea for the next day and we decided to do exactly that. Our first stop would be Palomino.Baca lagi
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- Hari 161
- Selasa, 6 Jun 2017
- ⛅ 40 °C
- Altitud: 15 m
ColombiaPalomino11°15’16” N 73°33’25” W
Palomino

While we were walking towards the bus station in Santa Marta to catch the bus to Palomino Harri got a call from his friends from Santa Marta. He had told them last night that we were coming and asked for recommendations. They called to tell him they were in Santa Marta and could give us a ride to Palomino. I wasn't to excited as the bus was basically waiting 20 meters ahead of us and to meet Harris friends we would need to take a taxi to get to some place out of town. The taxi would probably be more expensive than the bus all the way to Palomino. And I doubt that we saved any time getting in the car. But maybe it was nice meeting some more locals.
We met them at some gas station out of town and jumped in a car with 5 people and a dog. It was actually quite a funny ride like this even though I had no chance of joining the conversation. They were talking in a normal Colombian tempo about stuff that happened 10 years ago. No chance I would understand a word. But it somehow was like being on a bus again ;)
Once in Palomino we dropped our a stuff at a little hotel they recommended and went to the beach together. I spend the rest of the afternoon not really understanding anything but enjoyed the beach with its crazy waves and some coconut sweets we bought from an old lady.
After Harris friends had to get back to their house we bought some fresh vegetables and had a nice home cooked dinner. I'm usually a lazy cook when traveling so it was nice to have someone around who likes to cooked with some more enthusiasm.
The next day was Harris birthday. We changed to another hostel with a pool and some more people (we were the only ones staying at the first). After that we did what everybody seems to do when in Palomino: river tubing. You walk out to one of the many little stands along the main street, grab a tube (inside of a lorry tyre) and jump on the back of a motorbike with it which brings you into the jungle. You stop along the way for some beer and once the bike drops you walk for about 30 minutes deeper into the jungle till you get to the river. Now all you have to do is jump on your tube and float down the river. I liked this stupid activity so much! Just chilling on the tube floating down a river through beautiful surroundings. What more do you need? It took almost 3 hours till we were back at the beach where the river run into the ocean.
Back at the hostel I chilled for a while at the hostel pool and watched an amazing candy cotton clouded sunset at the beach.
Later we went for Pizza and fixed our plan for the next days. We wanted to go to the most northern point of South America in the desert of La Guajira.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 163
- Khamis, 8 Jun 2017
- ⛅ 40 °C
- Altitud: 22 m
ColombiaCabo de La Vela12°11’43” N 72°8’50” W
Cabo de la Vela

To get to Cabo de la Vela we had to take a few different ways of transportation. After breakfast we first took a bus from Palomino to Riohacha. Here we took a collectivo (which turned out to be a normal car with a little sign in the window) to Uribia. The driver dropped us in the city center and pointed to a Pickup which was being loaded with all kind of stuff. We waited for about another half an hour before the car was fully packed with us on the back as well. The car started and we finally got into the desert. First it was a long straight road with a railroad and a lot of nothing next to us. The car stopped a few times along the way to drop of supplies at little villages and tiendas. One village was really cute with only a few simple houses made from clay and rows of cacti instead of fences. After a while we left the road and were just speeding through the desert till we made it to the town of Cabo de la Vela which was basically one street with a few restaurants and stores right at the beach. The accommodation here was simple. Most restaurants had rows of hammocks in the back and some of them also some rooms. I picked a normal hammock and Harri went for a chinchorro which is a woolen hammock typical for that area with extra flaps that hang to the sides which can be used to flap over yourself as protection against the cold or mosquitoes.
The landscape here was already so different to everything I had seen so far on this trip. And even compared to other deserts I had visited before as I had never seen a desert running straight to the ocean like this. We figured to make our way to Punta Gallinas we needed to take an organized tour which included all transportation to different spots and leave us at a hostel up there. We fixed the tour and I took a hike up to the lighthouse to watch the sunset. The vibes between Harri and me had become more and more distant and I was happy to take this hike by myself. However I met him at the lighthouse anyway and he walked back with me (which was probably good as it got dark pretty quick after the sun was down and it was still an hour walk back till our hostel). Walking back we didn't talk much and I realized I had enjoyed walking by myself more than walking with him. Even though I couldn't really explain it I knew that this should show me it didn't really make sense to travel together any longer. I was just hoping for some nice people on the tour to Punta Gallinas to ease the situation a bit.
Back in the hostel we had dinner and I went to my hammock for reading and sleeping quite early as we were picked up the next morning around 5 for our tour.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 164
- Jumaat, 9 Jun 2017
- 🌙 18 °C
- Altitud: 5 m
ColombiaPunta Gallinas12°27’31” N 71°39’56” W
Punta Gallinas

I got up at 4:30 in the morning to have a shower with a bucket of water from a well in our hostel in Cabo de la Vela as we were supposed to be picked up at 5. of course it was after 5:30 when the Jeep showed up. I was still pretty tired. Maybe I could sleep in the car? The car was pretty fucked up. There were no seatbelts and the windshield had a big crack. 2 girls were already in the car when we got in. Maria from Spain and Anna from France. Once the driver started I knew I wouldn't be sleeping. He was speeding like crazy. And as there were no proper roads and the desert was quite bumpy we were jumping through the car nonstop. I was sitting in the middle backseat and as somehow the front seats were to far of I couldn't hold onto anything. In these moments I'm always happy I grew up with an father being an emergency doctor - this way I got used to fast driving and I don't get scared easily.
Along the way through the desert there were a lot of kids holding ropes across the road to stop us and ask for sweets and money. Our driver would barly stop and the kids would usually drop the rope in the last second. Just one time we actually stopped and paid - an older guy was holding a chain across the road.
After a while we made a break at a little tienda for breakfast. Here we met a few of the people from the other cars speeding the same way and it seemed this could become a nice group. After about 2 hours we got to a spot where we had to leave the cars and get into small boats to get to our hostel. Here we were all guided into the restaurant area where they tried to organize us. We all had to give our name, the name of our driver (apparently we were supposed to stick with the group from the car that brought us here), if we wanted to sleep in a hammock or chinchorro and what we wanted for lunch. It all seemed to be pretty organized but somehow was still pretty chaotic.
After the hammock assignment we jumped into some bigger cars to get to the actual most northern point of South America "Punta Gallinas". For this tour we were now put together with other people. One of them was Jake. An Australian guy who managed to loose and find again his flip flops, his hat, his lighter and probably even more things I forgot about during the 3h tour. But he was fun ;)
The landscape around here was even more impressive than in Cabo. After Punta Gallinas we went to another lookout point over a bay surrounded by desert. This combination of desert and water was so weirdly beautiful.
Last stop on the tour was a huge sanddune which went straight into the ocean. We basically ran down the dune right into the water. We spend a while here chilling at the beach, swimming and talking. The group was really nice and a good mix of people. Some guys even brought a kite and went kite surfing.
For lunch we were brought back to the hostel.
In the afternoon there was an additional tour that was supposed to show you flamingos nearby. Not a lot of people went as you had to pay extra but I joined anyway as there wasn't much else to do. This time Jake didn't loose his phone but his phone lost battery so I had to take photos for the two of us which turned out to be a pretty intense job.
The flamingos were waiting for us on an island (this tour went by boat). But we couldn't really get close. And when we did they flew of to the other end of the island. We followed them over there but the flamingos turned out to be the least exciting part of the tour.
We went to another island from here with lots of cacti and a nice view. Last stop was another beach where we stayed till sunset. The sunset was cloudy and absolutely amazing full of different colors.
While we were sitting here I started talking to Jake about my situation traveling with Harri (he hadn't joined for the flamingo tour). I think I had already made my decision but it was good talking about it to somebody else who reassured me that traveling with someone is not easy and if it doesn't work it's just better to go separate ways before a big fight. So when we got back to the hostel I talked to Harri and was happy to realize he had also already made plans by himself.
After a saltwater shower and another night in a hammock in the desert we left early the next morning to head back to civilization.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 165
- Sabtu, 10 Jun 2017
- ⛅ 33 °C
- Altitud: 16 m
ColombiaRiohacha11°32’16” N 72°54’60” W
Roadtrip to Costeño

Jake, the guy from the trip to Punta Gallinas, was planning on driving down to Patagonia all through South America himself. For this trip he had bought an old van which he was converting himself into a camper van. He had left this van in Uribia when he went on the trip to Punta Gallinas. Heading back after the trip he offered a few of us a ride. I happily accepted! What's better than a road trip with a bunch of fun people?
We were 6 people from 6 different countries. Jake from Australia, Chris from England, Luis from Guatemala, Maria from Spain, Anne from Holland and me.
The weird part about sitting in the back was that he had a bed that converted into a couch facing to the sidewall without a window. The only windows were to the front and the back.
We stopped in Riohacha because Maria had to pick up her luggage at her hostel. We used that stop to get some supplies including beers for the rest of the trip - note the drivers beer in the picture 😉
We dropped Anne at Palomino and a bit further we stopped at Rancho Relaxo where Jake had been working on his Van. Maria, Chris and Jake stayed there but even though it was a nice place I wanted to stay closer to the beach so Jake drove Luis and me over to Costeño Beach.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 166
- Ahad, 11 Jun 2017
- ☀️ 41 °C
- Altitud: 15 m
ColombiaRío Mendiguaca11°16’19” N 73°50’38” W
Costeño Beach

When I stayed at Costeño Beach Surfcamp last year it was still kind of a secret spot. So I didn't really bother to make a reservation (would have been hard anyways as we didn't have WIFI in the desert). But when Jake dropped us of there we had to learn that things have changed. Costeño Beach Surfcamp was fully booked and La Brisa Tranquila had only one beach bungalow left. Luis and I decided to take that bungalow and it turned out to be a really good alternative to Costeño Beach Surfcamp. The bungalow was basically just 3 walls and a roof with a mattress on the floor right on the beach 😍
After 2 days without a proper shower I enjoyed the one here a lot. Same applies to the fresh food and some nice drinks at the bonfire. The next day we spend chilling at the beach. We also met Antoine here again who had been with us on the tour to Punta Gallinas.
As Luis left for Santa Marta that day I changed to a hammock instead - sleeping in a hammock is always a good way to safe some money and so far I still enjoy it.
There is really not much more to tell as I basically didn't do anything else here than chilling at the beach, reading a lot and talking to some nice people...Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 167
- Isnin, 12 Jun 2017
- ☁️ 38 °C
- Altitud: 9 m
ColombiaPunta Piedra11°19’47” N 73°57’52” W
Tayrona National Park

Tayrona National Park was the first time I did a proper hike by myself. As I arrived to Costeño Beach with Luis and Antoine I didn't really bother to meet other people and everybody I talked to had already done it or didn't want to go. But as I didn't want to miss it I decided to go anyways. I left my big backpack at the hostel and only took my small one with clothes for the second day and snacks and water for the hike.
I took a motorcycle taxi to the street (it's a 30 minute walk from La Brisa Tranquila back to the road and I had enough walking ahead of me) and a bus from there to the entrance of the park. From the entrance I first had to walk about 45min along a road to get to the track, which was pretty boring first. But at some point I spotted some howler monkey in a tree nearby. Even though I had seen and heard them regularly around the surfcamp in Nica I'm still impressed every time I hear this cute little monkeys make noise.
After I had reached the real trek the hike got more interesting and fun. I had decided to go to the last of 3 campgrounds (as most backpackers do). To get here I passed a few nice beaches. But I kept going as I had heard the campground fills up quickly and if you get there early enough you might even have a chance for one of the hammocks on top of the lookout point surrounded by the ocean.
I passed a lot of different groups along my way. Lots of backpackers but also older people traveling with guided tours. At some point a couple passed me that was running the track. I guess there are things I will never quite understand ;)
When I got to the campground the hammocks on the lookout were all already taken. But I got one of the many hammocks under a huge roof in the middle of the campground surrounded by ready set up tents.
I left most of my stuff in my hammock and spend the rest of the day on the beaches around the campground. The one directly in front was nice but pretty crowded. So I went back to one of the ones I had passed on my way here.
Of course I also checked out the lookout point. It would have been nice to sleep up here but I guess you have to be a lot faster for that.
At night I ate in the crazy overpriced restaurant at the campground - obviously they are in the position to take these prices. But at least the rice with seafood was really good!
Sleeping in the hammocks was pretty funny as they were really close to each other and it felt like you could make the whole row of hammocks swing if you started bumping into the people next to you.
I wanted to hike up to El Poblito the next morning. Ruins of an ancient village up in the mountains. Antoine had told me to leave early for that as it does get pretty hot during the day. I woke up the next morningmorning around 5 and people around me were already moving. Did he mean that early? I couldn't be bothered and stayed in my hammock till 6:30 and started around 7. This should be early enough, right?
As it turned out it was as I was still the first to get up there and only started meeting other people on my way down 😅
The hike was kind of adventurous and in between more climbing than walking. I really like these kind of tracks but being by myself it wasn't always easy. There were a few spots where it took my a while to figure out where to put my feet to climb up. One time I even pushed myself up back first by putting my feet against a wall opposite of the rock I had to climb.
But it was nice to get up there and have the ruins all to myself (except for some indigenous people who actually live up there). I found a nice spot on a rock overlooking the village and had breakfast before climbing back down.
On my way down I met this couple fighting in german. The girl was close to tears complaining this hike was far to advanced and dangerous for her.
I wanted them to know I did understand every word they said and also wanted to help so I told them to keep going, as they had already managed the hardest part. At this moment it felt to me that I had just started climbing down and I definitely hadn't passed the really hard parts on my way down yet so they must have managed them already. Unfortunately it turned out going down was just so much easier. Shortly after I passed a sign telling me that I was more than half way down and I never recognized any of the hard parts on my way down. So probably I send them right into a big fight "Why did you believe some random girl telling you this hike would get any easier!!".
Back to the campground I grabbed the rest of my stuff to walk to one of the other beaches on the way out for a swim. Once I knew it didn't matter anymore if my phone would die as I had taken enough pictures (inside the park the phone was only camera as there was no signal anyway) I started listening to music. It was the first time hiking with music and it was a fun thing. I guess I was faster like that but obviously you also miss out the sound of your surroundings like that.
The last bit walking on the road was again not really exciting and as I realized it was actually going uphill quite a lot also a bit annoying.
But I made it out of the park at some point and caught a bus and a motorcycle back to Costeño.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 168
- Selasa, 13 Jun 2017
- ⛅ 37 °C
- Altitud: 15 m
ColombiaRío Mendiguaca11°16’19” N 73°50’38” W
Costeño Beach 2.0

I came back here for one more night after Tayrona National Parc and did the same as before: chilling at the beach and enjoying good food ☺
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 169
- Rabu, 14 Jun 2017
- ⛅ 30 °C
- Altitud: 1,160 m
ColombiaArimaca11°6’19” N 74°6’59” W
Minca

Minca was also one of these stops I had heard a lot about last year but couldn't go as my time was limited so I definitely wanted to go now. Minca is inland into the mountains and because of this not really warm. Everybody recommend Casa Elemento which was even higher up in the mountains. To get there you had to take a motorcycle taxi for about 45 minutes so I figured I should leave my big backpack in Santa Marta and again just take my small one. Also like this I could also probably walk down from Casa Elemento on the way back to make a stop at the waterfall along the way.
When I got to Minca it started raining pretty bad. I had just started talking to one of the motorcycle drivers and told him I wanted to wait till the rain was over. But he told me it usually starts raining around this time of the day and doesn't stop till later at night. So I decided to put on my rain jacket and just go for it. That ride up there was crazy! I was happy I had been on a few motorcycles in the last days as I'm usually not to relaxed on the back of a bike. At least I was a little used to it by now. But the bumpy roads in Palomino and Costeño were nothing compared to this. Uphill all the way. Mostly unpaved. And due to the rain it was super muddy. Luckily my driver was really good. In between he had to put both feed to the sides to make sure we weren't falling over in the mud. And we were sliding to the sides quite a lot. But I told myself it was his job to bring people up there so he should know what he was doing. But I was still pretty happy when he pointed towards the hostel and told me we were almost there. We had to go a bit downhill now and this was actually even more scary so I kind of decided I would definitely walk down on the way back. But I still wrote down his license number in case I would have to take a bike - he had done a really good job. Later I learnt it wasn't to uncommon that people actually did fall on the way up here. I met 2 guys who got burned on the exhaustion pipe when they fell on the way up.
Besides for the adventurous way up Casa Elemento was famous for amazing views and huge hammocks. As it was still raining I couldn't make use of them right away. So I found a spot on one of the big tables and started talking to the other guests. As there is not much to do when it rains the volunteers of the hostel promote happy hour from 4-6pm quite a lot and other people already started playing drinking games. We left out the drinks but also played some fun games. Unfortunately all the people except me and one other guy were English so when we played charades we were sometimes kind of lost.
We had all signed up for dinner and the food here was really amazing.
It did get colder when the sun was down and I was a little afraid to go to sleep as I was again sleeping in a hammock and these were outside with just a roof over them. But they came with 2 big blankets and when I went to bed later that night I really enjoyed my spot. I had the view over the mountains and could even see the lights of Santa Marta in the far.
When the sun came out the next morning the rain was gone and I could chill in one of the big hammocks for a while. I thought about going to one of the tours but as it didn't completely clear of and there were still a lot of clouds I decided not to take my chances. It turned out to be the right decision as it already started raining today around midday. It always stopped in between but everything would be wet so we again spend most of the time on our big table. The boys from our group all left that day so from now on we were only girls which changed the topics of the conversations a little ;)
It's really a downside of the hostel that there are almost no nice hangout areas which are dry during the rain. So we actually all went to bed (in my case hammock) in the afternoon to read for a while. Luckily I had my hammock with the nice view.
The 3 other girls were also leaving the next day and we decided to walk down together after breakfast. It was a nice hike and fortunately it did not rain today. I walked with Kyria talking about her complicated boy-stories which were really funny. It felt like we had walked forever but when we waited up for Kaarina and Juliet to check how far we had made it we realized we only made it half way down. We had a quick stop at the waterfall and took a swim before going further.
Back in town Kaarina and Juliet got motortaxis to go back to Santa Marta. They wouldn't drive into town though but drop you close to the outskirts which didn't make sense for Kyria and me so we took the bus which turned out to be a pickup truck this time. For some reason we got to sit in the back with all the luggage - the driver specifically asked us to sit there and put the 2 couples that were also waiting inside the car. No idea why we were choosen to sit there but it was fun and probably the guy just knew that we wouldn't complain.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 171
- Jumaat, 16 Jun 2017
- ⛅ 31 °C
- Altitud: 30 m
ColombiaPlaya del Centro11°14’40” N 74°12’39” W
Santa Marta 2.0

I stayed one more night in Santa Marta before going the long way to Medellin. I had stayed at Masaya Hostel last year when I was here and was looking forward to go there again and just chill in the pool on the rooftop.
I started talking to Henry and found out he was actually working at Masaya as an intern for the management. It was interesting talking to him and learn about the concept of Masaya - a place with the amenities of a hotel and the flair of a hostel. Prices were alright for the dorms and a bit higher for privates. He also introduced me to the F&B Manager and a girl responsible for the architecture and development.
We tried some of their cocktails during happy hour and even joined the free dance class later. The guys had dinner at the hostel as well but I wanted to go to a restaurant with ceviche which someone had recommended for me. So I left and had a big portion of seafood ceviche!
After sleeping in hammocks for a week I really enjoyed my bed that night. The next morning I had breakfast on the roof and finally called my mum to talk in person - it's so much better than just writing all the time.
In the early afternoon I went to the bus station where I caught my first overnight bus of this trip to get to Medellin!Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 173
- Ahad, 18 Jun 2017 7:00 PTG
- ⛅ 19 °C
- Altitud: 1,482 m
ColombiaAtanasio Girardot Sports Complex6°15’26” N 75°35’23” W
Medellin // Nacional vs. Cali

While I was on the bus to Medellin I got a message from Luis asking if I wanted to go to the Colombian soccer final. I had seen a soccer game last year when I was in Medellin and the tickets were quite expensive so I told him no. But when I got to Medellin we decided to go to the stadium and watch the game in a bar close by so that we could join the celebrations afterwards anyways. Once at the stadium lots of guys came trying to sell us tickets. We realized that it was a lot cheaper to buy the tickets here. We found a guy who was selling 2 tickets of a friend who couldn't go. He didn't want to make extra money and sold us the tickets to the original price.
The atmosphere inside the stadium was great even before the game. I learned that fans of Cali weren't allowed in the stadium to prevent fights. I already new from last year that there wasn't any alcohol sold inside the stadium for the same reason.
After going down to the field first to take some pictures we climbed up to our seats. They were pretty high up but in the center of the stadium so we had pretty good views.
We found green plastic bags on our seats which we were supposed to blow up and use to cheer for Nacional. When the team came onto the field everybody was up from their seats singing and cheering. This ended with fireworks and everybody throwing their blowed up ballon-bag. All this before they even started to play. During the game it died down a bit but someone was always singing and we were never sitting down for long.
A girl next to us came by herself as her family didn't wanna go but she didn't want to miss it. She gave both of us a Nacional bracelet (which I'm still wearing).
Cali had won the first game 2:0 so Nacional had to score at least 3 goals more than Cali. They didn't let us wait to long! As I'm not really into soccer I was hoping for some action and wasn't disappointed. The game ended 5:1 for Nacional! After the big show before the game I must say that I expected more party after the game inside the stadium. Probably everybody just wanted to get out to finally have a beer ;)
We found a little bar outside the stadium where just locals were dancing salsa on the sidewalk. I did my best dancing with everybody who asked me to but my salsa is basically just stepping really quick from one foot to the other without stepping on my partners feet.
But it was a lot of fun. People were old and young and everybody was just happy celebrating the victory.
We stayed here quite a while and only went back to El Poblado after midnight with a couple we met in the bar.
There everybody was partying on the streets as well. People were throwing flour and spraying around shaving cream - within minutes we were completely white as well. After a drink on the street we went into some club. There was more salsa and rum till I was so tired I really had to get to bed!
The next day was quite slow and relaxed with a late hangover breakfast and a nice dinner with some friends of Luis.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 173
- Ahad, 18 Jun 2017
- ⛅ 22 °C
- Altitud: 1,574 m
ColombiaParque Lleras6°12’27” N 75°34’3” W
Medellin

Finally back to Medellin! Since I fell in love with this city last year I knew I had to get back there. That's why I decided to take another week of spanish lessons here to enjoy some time in El Poblado.
El Poblado is probably not the most authentic colombian part of Medellin. It's full of backpackers and expats. And the density of hip shops and restaurants is higher than in many european capitals. But after 5 months on the road I really enjoyed the vibe.
The weekend before classes started I spend with Luis who I had before on the tour to Punta Gallinas. We had a crazy party night after watching the Colombian final (see extra post).
My spanish school turned out to be the perfect base for a week in El Poblado. I met really nice people and the activities they offered were fun without being forced.
There were 3 other people in my class. Hannah, a fun girl from Australia. We spend a lot of time together. Luis, an Irish guy who had the same weird Irish accent when speaking spanish. I had trouble understanding him. And Robert, a guy from the states who was the American stereotype. He drove us mad.
I preferred the group lessons here to the 1 on 1 in Antigua. It was just more fun to have other people around. We usually got little exercises and then had to talk to each other in groups of 2. The first day Hannah was grouped up with Robert and me with Luis. Like I said I had a lot of trouble understanding his Spanish with an Irish accent and Hannah was just annoyed by everything Robert said especially as he would just fill in English words all the time. So the next morning we made sure we were sitting together so that we could work together. Like this it was a lot more fun.
The first day we had a welcome lunch after class where we got to try last cal food. Another day we got snacks and drinks to try during break. Drinks included the local beers, rum and aguardiente (a local spirit) which was kind of rough as it was only 11am. But they wanted us to taste all the typical flavors I guess.
The school also offered activities for the afternoon. Hannah and I joined the City Walking Tour and the Tour to Comuna 13. As it turned out we were the only 2 people on both tours. Elisabeth, one of the teachers who didn't speak any English, were doing both tours. She was a lot of fun and really good in explaining complex events with easy spanish and a lot of gestures and facial expressions.
Especially the tour to Comuna 13 was interesting. I had done a tour to this area last year and was already really impressed. Comuna 13 used to be the most dangerous part of the city under the influence of the drug cartel and Pablo Escobar. After his dead in 1995 a 6 year war killed a lot of innocent people. Things have changed a lot here since the end of the war in 2001. Today it's hard to imagine that this area used to be so dangerous. The open air escalators make the area a lot more accessible. Walking around you meet a lot of people in the streets and everything feels really relaxed and peaceful.
Elisabeth was born in Comuna 13 in 1995 - the year Escobar died and the war started. She has been living there ever since and could tell the story of this district from own experience. I was really impressed.
Medellin and El Poblado are pretty save but you should still take precautions and don't be stupid. To raise awareness people had started this campaign called "Don't give Papaya" which is a translation of a Colombian saying meaning “don’t let yourself be taken advantage of”. It means that as long as you're careful, you’ll be fine. Otherwise “papaya given is papaya taken” - you can’t leave papaya out. Graffitis all around town would remind you of this. Also tour guides would announce different levels of danger - papaya level 8 would mean to not take your phone out for example.
On my last night in Medellin in met Lara from my sailing trip. She had done similar things along the Caribbean Coast but at a different pace. We exchanged experiences and had some really good food in a nice restaurant in El Poblado.
After my last day of lessons I spend the day strolling around El Poblado before getting on another overnight bus to Cali.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 181
- Isnin, 26 Jun 2017
- ⛅ 27 °C
- Altitud: 1,028 m
ColombiaPlaza de Caycedo3°27’7” N 76°31’57” W
Cali

I arrived to Cali with the overnight bus at 5 in the morning. I took a taxi to the hostel as I figured it's not the best time to try to find public transport in a new city. Luckily the people from my hostel were really relaxed about the check in time and let me go straight to bed so I could have some more sleep after only a few hours on the bus.
When I woke up I met Luis who had been in the hostel for a few days already. Apparently everybody went out the night before so they were all quite hangover and didn't want to do much. I walked around the old town for a while taking some pictures of streetart. In the afternoon I met with Hannah from my spanish class who was also in Cali visiting a friend. We went to a park with lots of cats statues designed by different artists.
For dinner I went with Luis, Romy and Clemens to a really good restaurant. I had a pasta filled with ricotta in tomato butter and it was delicious. It was nice to treat myself to something special :)
The next day we went up to the Christ statue overlooking the city. Cali was just a quick stop along my way but I liked the city and the people I met here.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 182
- Selasa, 27 Jun 2017
- ☀️ 30 °C
- Altitud: 512 m
ColombiaRío Pepino1°5’12” N 76°37’51” W
Mocoa

Ever since I had been to Colombia last year and the first people told me about their experiences with Ahayuasca I thought about trying it myself.
I'm not big into drugs and the idea of loosing control usually freaks me out. But Ahayuasca is not a drug you take for the purpose to have a wild trip. You take it to connect with Pachamama and your own subconscious. The people that I met who had taken it were all really positive about it and told me it was an experience that changed their view of things. I knew taking Ahayuasca wouldn't make me a different person but I was still curious about it.
In Medellin I met Yala. She told me about her experience with Ahayuasca and her story convinced me in the end that I really wanted to try it. She told me about the hostel in Mocoa and that she did it from there without a weeklong retreat.
So I decided to go there and make my final decision if I want to do it or not there depending on how I feel about the place and the people around me.
To get to Mocoa was the first adventure. I took the overnight bus from Cali to Pasto and arrived there at 5 in the morning. Not really the time to hang out at a bus station but luckily there was a minivan leaving to Mocoa right away. It took almost 6 hours from Pasto to Mocoa and at least half of the way was on unpaved bumpy roads. Once in Mocoa I went to the market to buy food before jumping on a pickup truck collectivo which dropped me at the hostel a few kilometers outside of town. Mocoa was victim of the flood earlier this year which caused a big landslide that killed and harmed hundreds of people. You didn't see much of this anymore in town but lots of people talked about it. An old men told me as soon as I got into the collectivo that he lost a family member and made other people in the car telling me their story. Unfortunately for the town this event also resulted in tourists staying away. Lots of places seemed closed even though the hiking treks around were fully intact.
When I arrived to the hostel it was pretty quiet as well. An old lady showed me my room and said I would be by myself in the room and there was only a few other people around. I was starting to question my decision to come here. After the long travel without a lot of sleep I was happy to just chill in the hammock for a while. I guess I slept for a while and when I woke up there were more people around and I started talking to them. I had wondered how to start the topic of Ahayuasca but they actually asked me right away if I had come to take it.
As it turned out they were going to do a daytime ceremony the next day. Usually they do it at night a lot but I was actually happy to not be tripping somewhere in the jungle in the dark. So I knew this would be my chance I only had to decide till the next morning if I wanted to join or not.
I heart different things about the preparation for Ahayuasca. In a retreat you have a special diet for at least a week. No meat, no sugar, no salt, no alcohol, no cigarettes and no sex for a week. I asked Juan Carlos (he is the guy who runs the hostel and goes with you to join the ceremony) about it but he said the only important thing is that you didn't eat meat in the last 24 hours. I hadn't eaten meat in a few days so there was nothing keeping me from taking it.
I still didn't make a final decision till we got in the car the next morning to go to the house of our taita (sharman). In the end my curiosity was bigger than my fear and I decided to go for it.
Who was waiting for me to tell the whole experience here is gonna be disappointed now as this is how far my report will go here - the complete story is more for a personal conversation face to face. I will say though that it was a positive experience. I did meet Pachamama and even though I didn't have the big realization about the sense of life it did back me up in my decisions and behavior. I stayed one more day in Mocoa to process the experience before I moved on to Ecuador.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 185
- Jumaat, 30 Jun 2017
- ⛅ 15 °C
- Altitud: 2,745 m
ColombiaBarrial0°48’51” N 77°39’51” W
Bordercrossing to Ecuador

I was planning on making my way to Quito in one day so I knew I would have to take an early bus leaving Mocoa. The first decent one was at 6. To get to the bus terminal I had to take a collectivo from my hostel. The pick up trucks usually passed by every 10 minutes but I wasn't sure if this would be the same early in the morning. I asked the lady from the hostel and after saying a really long sentence which I didn't understand at all she just said "Si". I still decided to get out to the street around 5 to make sure I made it to the terminal in time. This means I got up around 4:30 and when I left the house I realized the gate of the fence surrounding the hostel was locked. So I climbed over the fence with my big backpack. Once outside I found my spot under the one light on the street outside the hostel waiting for a collectivo to pass by. As soon as I got there the dog from the house across the street started barking. This set of the two dogs from my hostel behind me. Shortly after I saw a fourth dog coming my way on the street barking at me with the others. This whole situation did feel kind of spooky but I decided not to freak out and actually managed to send of the dog on the street.
The first car that passed in the direction to town was an ambulance which didn't stop to pick me up. For the longest time no car would come. 2 motorcycles passed by and some cars leaving town. After about 20 minutes I finally saw a pickup truck approaching. He did stop when he saw me and I jumped in the back. I realized that from the back I couldn't tell the driver where to drop me off but luckily he went straight to the bus station. When I went to the front to pay the driver asked where I was going. He was actually going to Pasto and could take me all the way. He gave me a really good price and so I ended up going on the back of a pickup truck over the bumpy roads back towards Pasto. After 3 hours when we had made it back onto paved roads they did change the car to a minivan. Around midday we arrived to Pasto where I caught another bus to Ipiales and from there a collectivo to the border. The bordercrossing was easy and the view towards Ecuador so beautiful. For some reason there was absolutely no line to get the stamp out of colombia but I had to wait almost an hour on the Ecuadorian side. From here I took another collectivo into Tulcan from where the bus went straight to Quito. It was a really long day of traveling and I was happy to finally arrive at my hostel at 10pm but the views from the bus were amazing so I was excited to get to know Ecuador next.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 186
- Sabtu, 1 Julai 2017
- ⛅ 18 °C
- Altitud: 2,832 m
EcuadorIchimbia0°13’9” S 78°30’16” W
Quito

I had basically no expectations for Ecuador. It was the country between Colombia and Peru so I didn't want to skip it but that was all I knew when I crossed the border. I had made a reservation at the secret garden in Quito as Luis had told me he was staying there and decided to figure everything else out once I got there. On the bus to Quito I got a message from Luis saying that he had left to Baños. I'm used to travel by myself but after my Ahayuasca adventure in Mocoa I had actually been looking forward to talking to someone familiar about it. So I was a little upset that no one was waiting for me in Quito.
When I arrived to the hostel I started questioning my decision to go here: the reception was on the 5th floor in the bar area. Not being used to the altitude walking up 5 flights of stairs was actually super exhausting. I left my backpack before climbing the final spiral staircase that led up to the rooftop terrace. Up there everybody was drinking, music was playing loudly. My room was just below the terrace and in there it felt like sleeping in the bar area. Is this what I wanted? I was super hungry as I hadn't eaten properly all day but the hostel didn't serve food anymore. So I went to a little restaurant across the street. When the food arrived my grumpy mood was lifted. The hummus and homemade bread was delicious.
When I got back to the hostel it was after 11pm. The music had been turned off and everybody in a party mood had left to the clubs. I went to sleep and when I got to the rooftop the next morning I was completely convinced by the hostel: the view over the city was amazing. They had cheap but really good breakfast. I met a group of 3 guys in my room - Brad, Tommy and Eliott - and suddenly it didn't matter anymore that Luis had just left.
I spend my first day just strolling around the old town and walked up to a lookout point with views over the city and all the way to some snow covered mountains surrounding it. The lookout wasn't in a touristy area. I found it on a map and just decided to walk up there. I was doubting my decision for a moment when I realized that I had to take some really quiet streets bit once I found a streetfare with people eating on the street and realized the lookout was right outside a school I felt safer. I actually liked to see this more authentic part of the city.
At night we had dinner at the hostel. They had a big net extending the terrace in which we were lying with a bunch of people. It was pretty cold as soon as the sun was down but we protected ourselves against the cold by using all the blankets we could find and just getting closer together.
Like the night before they turned of the music at 11pm and everybody who was in a partymood jumped on the partybus. We stayed behind and went to bed around midnight - I'm really not the biggest party person while traveling.
The next morning the 3 guys left for one night to Quilotoa. They tried to convince me to join them but when they said "We might run the 14km from Chugchilan to Quilotoa as practice for their hike up to Chimborazo I figured they might not be the right company for me hiking. And I didn't feel I was done with Quito yet so I decided to stay behind.
I went to visit the middle of the world instead (extra post). After another dinner on the rooftop with a bunch of girls I met that day we all signed up for the free walking tour the next morning. It was a really nice and informative tour. It was nice to actually learn something about this country, its history and culture. We learned that the last president gave the Galapagos islands to China as security for some money they lent for oil pipelines in the Amazon. All hope is on the new president to change this arrangement or pay back the money soon. I guess no one wants to see the Galapagos actually going over to China.
The tour went on for over 4 hours including a typical lunch in a market. Afterwards I went to an artisan market to buy me a warm poncho for the cold destinations lying ahead of me. I was planning on buying something cheap but after I touched an actual alpaca poncho I couldn't go back to lama anymore. So after I spend ages in the stall of a nice lady I couldn't do anything else but buy that one. I got it for $24,- which was the cheapest price I found in the market for similar ponchos and I liked that once she realized it's a decision I have to make with myself she left me alone - she probably knew I would come around at some point.
Brad and the other guys came back to the hostel that day and we spend another night in the net with to many people and to little blankets. Luckily now I had my new poncho to keep me warm.
Early the next morning I left to get to Quilotoa by myself to do the hike at a more decent pace.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 187
- Ahad, 2 Julai 2017
- ☀️ 22 °C
- Altitud: 2,473 m
EcuadorQuebrada Cangahua0°0’6” S 78°27’21” W
Mitad del mundo

Once I had decided not to join Brad, Tommy and Elliott to run from Chugchilan to Quilotoa I decided to go to Mitad del mundo - an monument on the equator to mark the middle of the world instead as a nice daytrip. I met Janice on the roof during breakfast and when she said she also wanted to go there we decided to venture out together. It was easy to get there by public transport. We took a city bus to the northern bus terminal and from there another bus to the entrance of the monument.
There were some informations about the french and spanish people who measured the middle of the world and we learned for example that the equator is actually 5km wide because the middle of the earth shifts gradually. But like most people we basically just went there to take stupid pictures crossing the equator line.
We had heard that the Inkas had actually already known this to be the middle of the earth and that their measurements were more correct. Apparently you could go to a second site to find this spot. We asked a security guide outside the monument and he laughed but told us to take a bus to Calacali, some town nearby. There we would find the original spot. We went to that town and found a miniature version of the monument in a park in the center of town. We walked around the park for a while measuring our position with our phones to find the actual equator line. We made it to 0°00'00.01 which should be pretty close. We got some snacks here and talked to this local guy who was wondering how we had come here - there was no other tourist to be seen.
I told the girl who did the walking tour in Quito the next day about our trip and she was also pretty confused how we ended up there. The point the Inkas had measured is just a few hundred meters from the big monument. The place we visited is where they moved the first monument build on the spot the french measured when the big one was build. It's still on the equator line but it's not more accurate than the other one. Anyways, we had fun and enjoyed our trip to Calacali.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 190
- Rabu, 5 Julai 2017
- ⛅ 12 °C
- Altitud: 3,845 m
EcuadorQuilotoa0°51’15” S 78°54’55” W
Quilotoa to Chugchilan

The original track to Quilotoa is a 3-4 day hike with overnight stops in small towns along the way where hostels offer accommodation including dinner and breakfast. To do this I would have to leave my big backpack in Latacunga and then go on the trek with my daypack. But as I wasn't to sure if I was up for this I had decided to go to Chugchilan with all my luggage and to Quilotoa as a daytrip from there. Chugchilan is the last town along the trek before Quilotoa. I talked to a few people in Chugchilan who had done the hike and decided to actually do it the other way around. Take the early morning bus to Quilotoa and then hike partly around the crater lake and then back to Chugchilan. Main reason for this decision was that there wouldn't be a bus bringing me pack from Quilotoa to Chugchilan and I would have to pay a taxi. But the fact that hiking from Quilotoa to Chugchilan meant mostly walking downhill was an welcome fact as well.
The hostel in Chugchilan was nice and as the other places had dinner and breakfast included. As I had to leave with the only bus the next morning at 6am they provided me a care package for the hike instead of breakfast. It got freezing cold as soon as the sun was down and almost everybody went straight to bed after dinner as it was the only warm place. My bed came with 4 blankets! This kind of freaked my out but going under the blankets wearing long pants and shirts I didn't get cold at night. The next morning I put on all the close I had - tights, leggings, jeans, shirt, long sleeve, 2 jumpers and my rainjacket. I could barely move but at least I wasn't cold. When the bus dropped me of in Quilotoa the little village was still asleep. The sun had just come up and the only ones I met where horses and donkeys. I walked through town towards the crater and the view of the lake inside the crater was amazing. I first walked along the crater counterclockwise for a bit to get to the highest lookout point. From here I turned around to walk around clockwise along the crater till the point where the path towards Chugchilan was. The color of the lake was unbelievable vibrant. I couldn't stop taking pictures. That's probably why this part of the hike took me the longest. I spend about 2 hours along the crater including breakfast on a bench overlooking the lake. Luckily it got warmer and warmer the higher the sun got and I could soon start taking of some layers of my clothes. Once I left the crater I got to a point where I could choose between the "secure" or the "adventurous" route. As everybody had recommended I took the "adventurous" route. I first walked down the volcano along a path leading through fields till I got to the little town of Guayama. A bit further I came to a lookout point overlooking a steep valley between me and my destination on the other side. As I had talked to a few people who had done this hike the night before I knew what was gonna come: a steep path leading down into the canyon. Down there I would have to cross the river and climb up again on the other side. "Even if it feels this can't be the right way, keep on going! You gonna make it. We all did."
I liked this part of the trek a lot. I was partly sliding down the sandy parts on my butt and got so much sand in my shoes but it was fun. Climbing up on the other side in the deep sand was quite exhausting but luckily not to far. After a while the normal path started of again and I could just walk the remaining half an hour up to Chugchilan easily.
I met my first alpaca along the way and a big black pig. But not a lot of people and only one other group of hikers going the other directions. I got back to Chugchilan around midday and treated myself to my first magnum ice cream in a long time (for some reason they had a lot of magnum ice cream everywhere in Ecuador so this was the first of many ;)).
Most of the people in the hostel had changed as almost everybody does the 3 day hike and only stays one night in each stop. One german couple was still there and we decided to travel to Baños together the following day. At dinner we started talking to the other people at our table. One of them had this amazing idea for a bar he wanted to open in Barcelona. He didn't want to tell me what was so special about this bar but in his mind "people will take flights just to get there for one night!". I offered him my service as an interior architect. Let's hope one day I will be in on this amazing project!
The next morning we took the same 6am bus to get out of Chugchilan. We were supposed to stay on the Bus till Latacunga but when we reached the turnoff for Quilotoa where I had gotten of the day before the Bus suddenly breaked a I felt us hitting something. Looking out of the window I saw a car standing on the other side of the street. The side of the car was quite damaged but luckily the driver wasn't hurt. Immediately after the crash both drivers started blowing their horn non stop. The little village that had been completely dead the day before around this time came to live and everybody came running - including little kids and lots of dogs. Everybody looked at the 2 cars and everybody had something to say. People were basically just shouting at each other.
I hadn't seen what had happened but apparently the car had pulled onto the street in front of the bus and the bus driver just didn't want to give way to the car and didn't bother to break in time.
There wasn't any police or anything just more and more people showing up. I think the dogs had the most fun. They ran around everybody happy that something was happening. It didn't look like we would be moving anytime soon.
Luckily another bus pulled up that was going from Quilotoa to Latacunga. We jumped of our bus stoping that one. Most locals stayed on the bus though. I guess they didn't want to pay another $3,- for the second bus. But I didn't care. It was freezing on the bus and I didn't know how much longer we would be standing there. The second bus brought us to Latacunga safe and sound where we changed to another bus to Baños.Baca lagi
- Tunjukkan perjalanan
- Tambah ke senarai baldiKeluarkan dari senarai baldi
- Kongsi
- Hari 191
- Khamis, 6 Julai 2017
- ⛅ 18 °C
- Altitud: 2,603 m
EcuadorBaños1°25’6” S 78°25’35” W
Baños

I had seen so many pictures of other travelers on the swing of the "casa de arbol" in Baños that I knew I had to go to that swing. But I realized quickly that there is a lot more to do in Baños.
When I got to Baños I checked into a hostel which had good reviews and was supposed to have a social rooftop terrace with amazing views. It did have a rooftop but unfortunately the hostel wasn't social at all. I spend the first day walking around town checking out offers for horseback rides from different tour agencies. There were tons of agencies and they all had signs for horseback rides outside. But wherever I entered they tried to convince me to take another tour instead. Apparently horseback rides were not really popular and they couldn't guarantee me a tour.
Back at my hostel the rooftop was still deserted. At least there were a few people in my room. But they were a group of 4 traveling together and weren't really interested in making new friends.
As it was raining heavily I decided to have dinner in the restaurant connected to the hostel. It was an Arabic place with a fireplace in the center. You had to take your shoes of and sit on the floor. It was a nice and cozy atmosphere for a place cold and rainy like Baños. Hostel guests got a free Canelazo - a typical Ecuadorian hot drink with cinnamon and sugar cane alcohol. I had a nice dinner and spend some time writing my blogg.
The next morning I met Ryan in my room and he was complaining about the same thing I was: that it seemed just impossible to meet people in this hostel. We decided to go to another hostel together and ended up spending the next two days together.
As I couldn't convince him to do a horseback ride with me I let him convince me to rent bicycles instead. We did the complete ruta de las cascadas - a 19km long route along several warefalls and other attractions. Luckily the road goes downhill most of the way and you can take a pickup truck with your bike on the way back. It was raining on and of all day but never to bad so we kept on going. There were lots of ziplines crossing the river along the way but we only did a cable car which was crossing towards one of the waterfalls which was pretty cool.
Usually I'm not to impressed with waterfalls anymore. Most of them are kind of the same. But the Pailon del diabolo (devils cauldron) was massive! There were 2 tourist sites to get the best views of the waterfall. The first one didn't have the view from above but you could climb (and had to crawl) through the rocks on one side of the waterfall till you were almost behind the waterfall. We were soaking wet when we came out of this. As we didn't want to miss the view from above we ended up going to the other site as well. Here you would climb into the area from above and end up on a plattform really close to the waterfall where you had tons of water crashing down right next to you.
There was one more waterfall to visit after this and as the sun was finally out we decided to go there as it was the only one where you could go for a swim.
Ryan chickened out in the end but I at least had to get in the water for a quick dip.
As soon as we came back up to the street it started raining really heavy. So we were happy to find a guy with a truck who drove us straight back to the place where we got our bikes.
Our new hostel was a lot nicer and had a bar and restaurant to meet other people. After a hot shower and a pizza at a nice but simple place someone had recommended to Ryan I chilled here for a while before going to bed.
The next morning we got up super early to get to the thermal bath before it got really crowded. Turned out it's already pretty crowded with locals at 6:30am. The bath was nothing fancy but I liked the hot water pools a lot. They are all outdoor located right next to another waterfall. The main pool was pretty warm but there was one pool that was extremely hot. I almost felt like I was gonna faint. But to shower of with ice cold water from the waterfall helped.
As the sky cleared up nicely that day we decided to finally head up to casa de arbol for the swing. Up there I learned the history behind the treehouse from another girl (even though I dont have proof that this is right). Apparently the treehouse was build to observe Mt. Tungurahua, the nearby active volcano. One day the seismologist got bored one day and added the swing to the treehouse for diversion.
Today there are actually 4 swings. 2 are attached to the treehouse (one on each site) and 2 more are just setup like a over dimensional swingset next to it along the chasm. It turned out most people go there mostly for the purpose of taking a picture on the swing. They would get of as soon as there someone had taken the perfect picture. I actually enjoyed the swing itself a lot. The feeling of flying over the edge of the mountain was incredible! I went on all 4 swings. The ones by the treehouse were watched by guards who also pushed you and made the swing turn for more fun.
Ryan took his job as my photographer really serious so even though this wasn't the main purpose I'm happy to have tons of pictures of me flying away now.
I was going to leave that night to Canoa. As usual they told me to get there one hour ahead of time to secure my seat on the bus. But after I had spend long hours in bus terminals because I got there early I decided to be a little less german. I had dinner with Ryan at the nearby pizza place from the night before and just walked over to the bus terminal about 9:30pm for my 10pm bus. Turned out the bus was fully booked by now 😬 Luckily there was another bus leaving an hour later which should still get me to Guayaquil in time for my connection to Canoa. But now I again had to spend more than an hour at the bus terminal waiting for my bus...Baca lagi