Food is something that brings the world together. Each culture has its own traditions and favorite foods. As a self proclaimed foodie, I was so excited to try cuisines in the countries they originated in. During my travels, I have discovered and will undoubtedly continue to discover culinary treasures around the globe. I am honored to share with you, My Elephant Tribe, the amazing meals I have enjoyed throughout the world.
Day 63: Colombia
For some reason I didn’t sleep last night. Last night we decided we would head to the beach this morning and knew that we had to leave early to catch the bus. The problem was we couldn't find it. We went to the location of where it was supposed to be, but it wasn't there. Luckily, we found a street vendor selling tours to Playa Blanca. So we purchased our tour and waited for the bus. I was beginning to lose my patience when the bus finally arrived 25 minutes late.
Once on the bus we literally drove in circles for almost 30 minutes. My agitation was growing. It didn’t help that the drive to the beach was ugly. There were no pretty views or even water. There was dust and construction. I was tired and frustrated. However, as soon as we got to the beach, it all melted away. The beach was beautiful and I was happy to get my umbrella and relax by the shore.
Brian decided to rent a jet ski. It was fun watching him. While he was jet skiing, I was continually interrupted by women giving massages. As much as I was saying no, they kept coming back until they stopped asking and just started massaging. I’m not quite sure how it happened, but I ended up getting a massage on the beach. When Brian got out of the water, he was laughing because he lost his glasses on the last turn. After almost 45 minutes on the jet ski, they fell off in the last 2 minutes of him being on the thing.
Once he sat down the massage ladies were on him like bees to honey. He ended up getting a beach massage as well. After our massages we grabbed some limonadas de coco which is my new favorite drink. They are so refreshing. For lunch we had fish on the beach. It was a whole fish. Brian has never been served a whole fish before. It was funny watching him figure it out. I think my favorite part about this journey is the new experiences. Getting to experience them with my brother makes it that much more special.
When it was time to leave, I was glad. Not because I wanted to leave the beach, but because I was so sun burnt. The ride back was so entertaining. There was a German guy on the bus that was telling the most ridiculous stories. He even forgot where he was staying and got off the bus in the wrong place. It made the long ride fly by.
By the time we got back to town, we were starving. We decided to try Tuc-Tuc for some elevated street food. I love street food and this restaurant did not disappoint, but we still needed ice cream after.
I was exhausted by the time we got back to our apartment.