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From Caracas we took a bus, first to Maracay and its large bus terminal, and then on to Puerto Colombia inside the Parque Nacional Henri Pittier. Our Spanish skills came to test for the first time but to our surprise we got the right tickets to the right bus! When we couldn't say something in Spanish, we used a mix of body language, English and Swedish and in the end it always worked out. Puerto Colombia is a sleepy fishing village with some great beaches nearby, all completely surrounded by mountains covered in rain forest. For several days we did nothing but swim in the huge waves, rest in the shade of coconut palms, sleep in the hammock in our posada and drink passion fruit juice. We did a short jungle walk, but the Carribean heat soon forced us back to the ocean. |
The clouds are lifting, only to come down again as rain in the evening.
After a few days on the beach, relaxing becomes second nature.
Una playa muy bonita!
Fishing boat parking.
The pelicans were as interested in the man chopping fish as we were in the pelicans.
Our posada.
The main street.
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