Cartagena took all my money

From Santa Marta to Cartagena we made our way back to the bus station for a five hour ride. Once there, we got into a taxi after toying with the thought of going to the main road for an Uber. However, we looked and decided it was giving out too much papaya. The drive into…

La Ciudad Perida

The time had come for 4 days jam packed with adventure, mountains, mud, card games, bug spray and sweltering sun. Before we started we were fed a big typical Colombian meal of meat, plantain, frijoles, rice, and a tiny bit of salad. We all sat down together, all wondering if this was going to be…

A Treat in Santa Marta

After the Lost City Trek we were dropped off at the Expotur office in Santa Marta which just so happened to be a block away from our hotel (the fanciest hotel we’d be staying in) My Uncle kindly decided to treat us to a two night stay at The Don Pepe Boutique Hotel. A luxury…

Amber’s Recommendation, Rio Hostel

After our peaceful time in Finca Carpe Diem it was time to venture to the land of gringos. We were in for a mix of downing shots and illegally busting moves to reggaeton… it was time for El Rio Buritaca hostel known for its chaos. As soon as we arrived I knew what I was…

Into the Minca heat

At Santa Marta airport we were welcomed by a huge 4×4 jeep waiting to take us to Finca Carpe Diem Hostel. The ride was crazy bumpy and seemed to last forever. I also, could hardly look when I realised we were driving close to a huge drop. The next morning we woke up to paradise….

Medellin, City of the Eternal Spring

Domestic flights are super quick and easy, you only really need to arrive an hour before. Although, I say easy nothing seems to go too smoothly for us. We missed the several announcements for “Oliver Marshall”. At the gate there were two Avianca staff members waiting, “Oliver we have been waiting for you, you need…

Salento, the Land of Palm Trees

The flight from Bogota to Periera was super quick and unsurprisingly I slept the entire journey. From the airport to Salento we got on our first bus and it reminded me that there is nothing quite like the hustle and bustle of a Colombian bus station. People swarming everywhere and hundreds of empanadas to pick…

The Epic Return to Colombia

Hello again. It has been three years since Kate and I fled the police in Bogota and now I am back. I am back and ready to continue my travels across Colombia and Central America. I can’t wait to tell you all about it and bring you along on my once in a lifetime adventure….