Paradise, Hell, and a Boatload of Whoopsie-Doopsies
Location: Cartagena (pronounced cartahena), Colombia (Apologies for the length of this post. It should really be two or three, but the wifi situation being what it is, it is now one.) Guna Yala, the San Blas islands. Patches of sand studded with palm trees, surrounded by a sea as calm as the Saint Lawrence. Islands dotting the horizon to the east and west, protected by long spans of reefs in the north, overlooked by the hazy mountains of the mainland in the south. Anchorages of turquoise waters and white sand, patches of multicoloured reefs, pelicans skimming over the water, frigate birds gliding under the clouds. The roar of distant waves. The faint smell of salt. The absolute beauty of the place. We arrived in San Blas after an 18-hour motor-sail. Jem and Anna had an absolute blast, and I was absolutely seasick. Pro-tip: don't eat ramen for lunch before departing for an overnight trip. The amount of vomit that one packet can produce is astounding. I hope that this won't be a ...