This is most of our group with Bernardo (the man who rented us his place).
Fish, coconut rice and fried plantains were staples.
If there was a kitchen, we were cooking.
One of our many "family dinner's".
After spending a few days in Cartagena, we were all excited to get out of the city and head for Taganga. Taganga is a small beach town tucked away in a bay surrounded by desert mountains. The town itself has it's own charm, but don't expect to find white sandy beaches here. The beach is small and dirty - not very inviting if you ask me. Fortunately it didn't hold us back from having a great time.
When we arrived in Taganga, we didn't have reservations so we were kind of going on a whim. When we walked into the town, we realized right away that the odds were not in our favor for finding a place due to the fact that there were 7 of us and that it was a holiday weekend for most locals. The streets were littered with people, literally.
To our luck, we stumbled upon a man (Bernardo, a Persian man who liked German's - score!) who said that he would rent out his entire (2nd) home to us for a reasonable charge. It was awesome because this 3 story house was beautiful, clean, had real showers, a very handy kitchen, and a sweet balcony that overlooked the bay. It was perfect. We agreed on a price and stayed for two nights. It was such a nice change from the crappy hostels we had been in, I almost didn't want to leave.
Next up, Tayrona National Park.
Until next time,