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Tayrona Park, Colombia

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It was really cool haning out in Taganga now as we knew so many people. After a day or so, Sarah came over to our hostel. We talked a bit about the plans and decided that we would go to Tyrona National park together. After hiking in the rain and mud for 5 days we were looking forward to chill on some unspoiled sunny beaches. However, we were in for a surprise. We were let of in the middle of the park and had to walk to get to the beach. The path was however even more muddy then the path to The lost City. We were so glad that we had left our big backpacks back in Taganga. We ran into a cool chill guy from Greece who joined us. The park was amazing though, sort of jungle mixed with beach areas. We just made it to a camp before the sun went down.

There were no hostels in the park only basic camps where you could either sleep in tents or hammocks. We made a deal with the place we stayed at and could use the kitchen, otherwise everything in the park was so expensive. We met people paying 20 dollars for a hammock and 10 dollars for a basic meal. We had one day of pretty good weather when we went walking and swimming in completely deserted wilderness beaches. The sand was completely white and cocanut trees were leaning out from the beach. We would walk around bearfoot in mud up halfway to our knees, pick cocanuts that we would have as dessert. It was raining quite a lot, but it was still so much fun living this basic lifestyle.
One amazing thing about Colombia is that you can still ran into native people living traditional lifestyles. I mean in other places its more that they are there to pose up for tourist. However, in Colombia you would walk and all the suddantely see a hut with a family dressed up in sacks, bearfoot, a hunting bow, and almost no knowledge of Spanish. Most of the time they would actually hide from tourist rather than try to sell stuff or pose for pictures as in other countries. We ran into this family that had the tiniest puppy. It was so skinny that the bones were sticking out everywhere. I mean it was really dying of starvation. Sarah mixed up some milk and we gave some bread. It eat so much and afterwards it had its stomach all swollen up. The weird thing was that afterwards it went back to the native family and the woman picked it up looked at us really upset and made some sort of spell or something to drive out the evil western spirits that we had put into the dog.
We decided to walk to an even more remote beach where no tourist went. After a long trek we arrived late in the evening. There were one other couple there, otherwise it was only us three. They gave us some hammocks to sleep in that were pretty basic. We did not get moskito net and only a thin blanket after begging a bit. They warned us during dinner that there were mules that liked eating paper around the camp. We went back only to discover that one mule was eating though Laura´s bags. Sarah was laughing so hard, while we ran out in the rain and mudd, chasing the mule down trying to get it to drop Laura´s things. I even hit it three times really hard before it finally let go of her book. Things were pretty muddy and wet, but at least she a was really lucky that nothing of value was broken and that all her university papers were not in the belly of a mule.

In the night the rain continued and the wind picked up, sending showers of water over us. We were all freezing and so uncomfortable. On top of that we discoved that the bloody mules were coming back trying to steal paper from us even though we had put our backpacks next to our hammocks. In the end I was putting some books up on a lamp in the ceiling and had to create a sort of fort with chairs that protected my things. Laura swore that she would kill the mules in the morning. When we got up we saw that they had eaten our ciggarets and other clearly non-eatable things. At least we rest a sure that they would be suffering from severe stomach pain. All in all Tyrona park was definitely not a few days relaxing on the beach, but rather a few more days of trekking similar to the Lost city. However, we have had a great time living very basic and off the gringo trail.

Our local wilderness beach

Our local wilderness beach

Laura posing up on a deserted beach

Laura posing up on a deserted beach

It was quite a nice view from the hammocks in this bungalow, but 25 dollars for a hammock was a bit pricy for our budget

It was quite a nice view from the hammocks in this bungalow, but 25 dollars for a hammock was a bit pricy for our budget

Sarah enjoying a coconut

Sarah enjoying a coconut

Henrik practicing his balance on a palm tree

Henrik practicing his balance on a palm tree

Posted by hmontonen 10:00 Archived in Colombia

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