Barranquilla is Shakira's home town and a hub for most of the Colombian caribbean beaches. But I had now idea how it was like before getting there. Unfortunately google street view has not arrived in Colombia yet.
I was curious as to what was the effect of coming from 1800m above sea level Medellín to Barranquilla at sea level. And the effect was nothing. Except maybe for the humidity and the high temperature (that feeling you are inside a pressure pan).
We take a bus from the airport with the intention to go to the bus terminal.
The bus goes around in mud lanes full of dirty water, and makes his way in between the bikes, motorcycles, people crossing the street without checking if there are cars coming, other vehicles crossing without warning and, you bet it, RICKSHAWS!!! And I think to myself, what a wonderful world. Rickshaws in Colombia, who would think of it. They're moving around literally like mosquitoes infesting the traffic. Poor Barranquillero drivers. Well at least the people here have a quick and cheap mode of transportation.
Well it turns out it's the wrong bus. By the time we're approaching downtown I ask the guy sitting next to me if this was the way to the bus terminal. He starts explaining that no, the bus is going in the opposite direction and I'm better off taking a taxi there. Around this time pretty much the entire bus starts talking to us, and I kinda get dizzy as I simply cannot do 2 things at the same time LOL
One old lady offers to help us, she points where to go off, takes us accross the street, calls a cab and give the driver instructions as to where to take us, while also advises us that he can charge us maximum 6000 pesos. She's the hero of the day :)
Well it's not so bad as the taxi has air conditioning which is a bless considering it's about 75 degrees celsius outside.
He takes us to a place that has a bunch of trees. And a bunch of people waiting. No signs, no nothing. There's a yellow bus and a bunch of touts yelling at us that we must take it as it's leaving and it goes to Santa Marta. There we go, the guy overcharges us 1000 pesos, but it's okay, consider that a donation to the touts. The road to Santa Marta is a bless in itself with the blue Caribbean sea to the left and the mountains to the right.
High expectations in Santa Marta as it's home to the Tayrona Park, a fantastic set of more than 40 beaches.
I was curious as to what was the effect of coming from 1800m above sea level Medellín to Barranquilla at sea level. And the effect was nothing. Except maybe for the humidity and the high temperature (that feeling you are inside a pressure pan).
We take a bus from the airport with the intention to go to the bus terminal.
The bus goes around in mud lanes full of dirty water, and makes his way in between the bikes, motorcycles, people crossing the street without checking if there are cars coming, other vehicles crossing without warning and, you bet it, RICKSHAWS!!! And I think to myself, what a wonderful world. Rickshaws in Colombia, who would think of it. They're moving around literally like mosquitoes infesting the traffic. Poor Barranquillero drivers. Well at least the people here have a quick and cheap mode of transportation.
Well it turns out it's the wrong bus. By the time we're approaching downtown I ask the guy sitting next to me if this was the way to the bus terminal. He starts explaining that no, the bus is going in the opposite direction and I'm better off taking a taxi there. Around this time pretty much the entire bus starts talking to us, and I kinda get dizzy as I simply cannot do 2 things at the same time LOL
One old lady offers to help us, she points where to go off, takes us accross the street, calls a cab and give the driver instructions as to where to take us, while also advises us that he can charge us maximum 6000 pesos. She's the hero of the day :)
Well it's not so bad as the taxi has air conditioning which is a bless considering it's about 75 degrees celsius outside.
He takes us to a place that has a bunch of trees. And a bunch of people waiting. No signs, no nothing. There's a yellow bus and a bunch of touts yelling at us that we must take it as it's leaving and it goes to Santa Marta. There we go, the guy overcharges us 1000 pesos, but it's okay, consider that a donation to the touts. The road to Santa Marta is a bless in itself with the blue Caribbean sea to the left and the mountains to the right.
High expectations in Santa Marta as it's home to the Tayrona Park, a fantastic set of more than 40 beaches.
http://g1.globo.com/planeta-bizarro/noticia/2012/09/bolivianos-estao-ha-6-dias-sem-dormir-em-maratona-de-filmes.html
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Bom,estes são Bolivianos, então estão meio longe :D
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