After a 16 hour bus ride from Santa Marta to Medellin we checked into our hostel, The Pit Stop. Once settling in, we decided to walk around in the area of Poblado. Poblado is an amazing area, which is one of the main reasons Medellin is considered one of the greatest cities in the world.…

This post almost did not exist. We were very close to bypassing The Lost City Trek in order to make more time for other cities. Thankfully, two of our friends we met on our sailing trip convinced us otherwise upon their return from the trek. La Ciudad Perdida is hands down one of the most…

After the four hour shuttle ride (door-to-door, we decided to spoil ourselves), we arrived at The Brisa Loca, in the heart of Santa Marta. After exchanging hours of horror stories, it was a bit unsettling being welcomed by a power outage and shrieking screams. Especially, after the last horror story entailed a hostel hold-up/robbery. Once…

Ah Colombia! Getting off the boat the familia and ourselves had a tiny case of the sea legs. Land had never felt so foreign! Having the best negotiators in existence (no seriously. Even watched a vendor stand temporarily to get a dollar off a water), the two Israelis led us to a local hotspot for…

Thanks to the gringos amigos we were recommended the loved vessel, Independence. After frantically realizing the boats we researched weren’t available, we were luckily approached by two israelis (soon to become family members). They said they were leaving on a boat called Independence at 5am the following morning. Sounded more than perfect. “Meant to be”…

Arriving into Bocas was a bit more anti climactic than expected due to the ridiculous amounts of rain. But hey, nothing a little (or a lot) of flor de Cana couldn’t solve. After a bumpy and wet ride we were greeted by the “leprechaun”, Miguel. Miguel was an interesting fellow with a finely tailored double…