Shelley and Scott

Day 219 Thursday 17th May Awoken at 1.30am by a car pulling into the carpark below, they were continually opening and slamming closed the doors and beeped the doors opened and closed for about 5 minutes then it went quiet. A few minutes later they were in the hallway outside our door having a conversation, the problem is there are open slat vents above the doors so the sound proofing is non-existent. I know over the years there has been criticism of the Sydney Opera House, we have the answer for the sound engineers come to the Hotel Metropol they have the perfect acoustics you can hear every sound from every room just like it is inches from you. This leads me to the next events, we had not realised that we got a ... read more

Day 208 Sunday 6th May Woke up slightly seedy this morning, knowing that I may have hit it a bit too hard last night, but it was a Saturday night so that’s okay, although every night is Saturday night for us. We had planned on spending the morning at the park next door where there was supposed to be a flea market but discovered that they no longer happened so did the next best thing of trying to organise our laundry. We discovered a laundrymat a block away so we put together a bag of our smelliest and handed them over. According to the Lonely Planet there was another flea market about ten blocks away so we put on our hiking boots and headed off to check it out. On Sundays in Bogota they ... read more

Day 197 Wednesday 25th April Woke once more to the sound of bells, and had me wondering if the priest had heard word of heathens in town and was trying to flush them out. Should find out where he lives and park out the front revving a motorcycle all night and see how he likes it. No chance of sleeping in here so we got up and walked down to the main plaza in search of a good coffee. Discovered another small café and Shelley finally got a coffee she regarded as drinkable. I know she is a real “coffee snob” and is hard to please, but I’m not and I can confirm the coffee in Colombia is crap. You would have better chances of finding a snowman in Fiji than a good cup ... read more

Day 187 Sunday 15th April Both woke up with hangovers cursing Tibo for pouring so much beer down our throats, not that we needed to be encouraged. It was so great catching up with him last night but drinking so much on an empty stomach and after our long trek just about killed us. I still have no idea how we stayed awake till midnight talking when we were so shattered. We somehow fell out of bed and got out to breakfast hoping that magically it would make us feel better, and it did marginally. Today was always pencilled in as a recover day and after last night it wasn’t going to be any other way. After our small feed we handed over our two large bags of wet smelly clothes to the hotel ... read more

Day 177 Thursday 5th April Cartagena is a city of 3 parts, there is the touristy old city which we have been staying in, there is the working city where all the locals live and work in, and then there is the flashy beachside area that resembles the Gold Coast. We had often looked across the bay from the fortified walls of the old town at the huge glistening high rises that appeared more threatening to the ancient town than Francis Drake and his squadron of frigates. We only hope that common sense prevails and keeps the glass monsters away from the old town. Today was going to be the day we ventured around the bay to see what may lay on that side of the world but in the end we just love ... read more