Watching life go by, in a little fishing village!

Trip Start Dec 12, 2007
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Sunday, February 24, 2008

Taganga...

In the last week and a half since I have returned from the jungle trek to Ciudad Perdida, I have relaxed in the little fishing village Taganga. Here life goes by extremely slowly with complete disregard for time, and its fantastic! You couldnt find a clock or a watch if you tried here. Everyday the same process occurs, rise out of bed to get in a quick revision before I head off to get private tutor lessons on Latin Espanon, with my teacher Carmen. It only costs 14,000 Pesos an hour, and some of that goes towards helping the local children in the area. 3 Hours later at noon, my head is absolutely scrambeled from an overload of language information, so I retire to our favourite baguette place, that has a range of huge and delicious baguettes. Im trying to knock off everyone on the menu. So I eat my baguette as I swing in a hammock drinking my fruit juice for an hour or two before I wander down to the beach in the harbour and stare aimlessly out at the sun setting, alone with my thoughts. I eventually drag myself out from the trance I easily slip into to walk down the road to meet my friends Ive made at the juice stand, in which I sit for 45 minutes drinking my huge juice, while I chat to them in bad Spanish, and they help me improve (with quite a few laughs I might add).

During day here in Taganga, it gets extremely hot from 9am till 4pm, when the heat disapears and the wind picks up, leaving a warm temperature which lasts all evening when the sun sets beautifully over the water in the harbour, leaving a beautiful scarlet sky before disapearing into the night. Then the sun rises again in the early hours of the morning and heats up the valley. As a result, I literally havnt worn a shirt in about 12 days.

The last few days, we have made so many friends here, that we are starting to feel like locals. We cant walk down the street without running into a local yelling out "Hola Amigo!! Como Esta?" Its fantastic... Even the Policia stopped us, wandering where we are going to be drinking tonight for one of our parties, as one of them had a crush for this girl we know, haha. Our Amigo's that sit on the side of the road who we get juice off of. We walk passed local kids that all greet us with smiling faces as they run along the beach splashing in the water. Our local drug dealer doesnt ever let up trying to sell us coke and gunge, but he's a great laugh to chat to as he's so quirky.

One of the days, I took the time to trek for a couple of hours right around the coastline on the grassy hills to get alone and write in my diary. There I discovered little groups of families that live in hammocks, and survive on the fish they catch for the day. Other days I climbed as high as I could on a mountain, to watch the sun melt into the silky smooth sea as another beautiful day disapears.

I also sit there in solitude at times and think quite abit about my partner Jasmin back home, which I miss so so much. I long for the day she arrives in Peru and we travel together... Love you lots Jas!!

Its going to be sad to leave this place when the time comes tomorrow...
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