Cabo de la Vela and surrounding.

Hello dear readers! I am in the wonderful Cartagena, but for now I put the photos of the places where I’ve been in the meantime, particularly Cabo de la Vela, located in the farthest north of Colombia, in the Guajira Peninsula, on the border with Venezuela. To get there from Santa Marta I had to make several changes between bus, taxi, motorcycle taxi, and finally a couple of hours behind a van for the last part from Uribia, crossing a desert area with small settlements of clay houses and huts.
There is a clear sea and, after climbing on the bare hills around, a nice view of the coast, but the village is a bit ‘absurd: one dry and dusty road where there is nothing to do. Some walk on the quiet shore, some forced meditation from my hammock with sea view and as I reached the enlightenment I went back to Santa Marta.

 

Kogui girl. After, other few photos of trekking to the Lost City.

 

 

 

 

 

And a picture definitely deserves our dear mule that we rented to carry the bags on the last day, because we were tired. In steep slopes, she also carried a girl who was not feeling very well.

 

Guys skating in Santa Marta, where I stayed between the various hikes of the recent days. It was always nice to be there, a nice warm sun, low prices and easy to moving around on foot.

 

Stand of fruit smoothies in Santa Marta.

 

Colorful van in Taganga, a smal village with two ordinary beaches, 15-minute bus ride from Santa Marta. At a guess (I visited it just for one day) it gave me the impression of being a sort of meeting point for backpackers who want drugs and party all night. Things of the past for me…

 

Shop in Uribia, where I took the van to get to Cabo de la Vela.

 

Peoples in Uribia.

 

Inside the van.

 

On the van, I met David, a guy from the Colombian Amazon. As soon as he saw me with the camera said: no photos, no photos! Ok, no problem. But a moment later he said mmm yeah, take just one. Soon after I was asked another, then another, in the end I was almost finishing the card, he could not stop asking!
I met again him by chance yesterday here in Cartagena. I’ve also met here a couple (a Polish guy and a Chilean girl) of the trekking group to the Ciudad Perdida. And also two Austrian girls met in Santarem, Brazil! We went together to Alter do Chao. In Cabo de la Vela I met an Israeli boy known in the camp after the first day of trekking.

 

Always in the van, in the desert area.
Seeing David, don’t think that is typical of Colombia going around with faces painted and Indian clothes. The Colombians were looking at him more surprised than me and as were walking together in Cabo de la Vela a police van stopped him, a lot of questions, I almost feared that they arrested him!
 

Gradually, people went down in small camps in the desert.

 

The only road in Cabo de la Vela: a row of huts and little houses on the sea, where is possible to sleep in hammocks. My hammock is in the house a little higher in the background.

 

One of the many restaurants (so to speak) of Cabo de la Vela. If you ask them what is possible to eat, they look at you as if you were asking things like “I need to change the oil in my car” or “What movie is shown tonight?.” And when you say that you are also vegetarian, goodbye. Luckily there was some rice with a few vegetables, even those are scarce.

 

Birds.

 

A.C. Milan fishermen.

 

Evidently, even in the field of fisheries, the Rossoneri are great. Instead, not far away, there were fishermen with t-shirts of Inter Milan who hadn’t taken anything! What losers!

 

Girls

 

And with the setting Sun God, I leave you too. But as He… I’ll be back.

33 thoughts on “Cabo de la Vela and surrounding.

  1. Ciao Giovanni!!
    You’re the best, those places and your pictures are amazing! :)
    Take care and enjoy.
    P.S: Forza Milan and Puta Barsa!