I fell in love with Cartagena.
The colours, the people, the food, the weather, the walled city.
All of it just transports you to a faraway land. This is one of the places where you go and you know you’re on holiday. The narrow streets, the flowers growing over the balconies, the fruit carts just waiting for you to devour all their mangoes (I definitely tried).
I stayed mostly inside the walled city, and trust me, that’s where you’ll want to be (and never want to leave!)
After my brothers incredible wedding (I was a bridesmaid!) in Guayaquil, Matt and I headed to Montanita. It’s a small coastal town about 2 hours drive away from Guayaquil. We spent our days learning to surf (Matt was a natural) and lazing about the beach.
At night we’d walk along the beach into the town and soak in the whole festival vibe it had. We got massages, we read in hammocks, and saw the highest concentration of dreadlocks I have ever seen!
It was our last night in the Amazon and we knew it would be the most exciting yet.
So far we’d slept comfortably and safely in a hut on the Amazon river, with a comfy bed and high powered fans to keep us cool. But this night it was all about to change. This night, we were going to camp in the actual forest!
On our third day, it was time to go visit the locals!
We jumped into our canoe and paddled away. It was quite the workout, but is it weird I found it quite fun?
Last time we spoke I had just fished some piranhas and held a baby alligator – and that was only on my first day!
We woke up dark and early for our second, eager to see the sunrise. No such luck, as it turned out to be a cloudy one, but the views were stunning none the less!
A plane, a car ride, a boat ride, another car ride, and another boat ride and we finally made it to the Amazon forest!
The meeting of the two rivers! When you touch the water, you can actually feel the difference of temperatures! Continue reading
The Lençois Maranhenses are something I’ve wanted to see for as long as I can remember.
Years ago I saw pictures of these perfect white sand dunes, with the most mesmerising blue water cutting through it, and I knew I needed to go there someday. Needed to explore it for myself, lose myself in those pools.
And I did. I finally did.
After the paradise that was our stay at the Maraú Pensinsula, I wasn’t ready to be away from the ocean just yet.
I fell in love with the quiet atmosphere and the low key vibe, and so was so so happy that Jericoacoara followed in the same footsteps.
We flew into Fortaleza, in the state of Ceará, and then took a 5 hour journey in a 4×4 to Jericoacara. Since you have to drive through sand and beach, accessibility is quite limited. That only made it that much more special though! I hate an over-crowded, over-hyped beach. The harder to get there, the better!
The streets are all white, fluffy sand. Quite the workout on the legs!
So sorry for not blogging much lately. Matt and I have been around some pretty lousy internet connections, so uploading any pictures was completely out of the question.
After Salvador, our next stop was the Peninsula do Maraú.
We took a ferry, a 4-hour bus, and then a speedboat, arriving exhausted but oh so happy. There is no pavement, so you walk on sand all the way from the dock to the front door of your hotel!
The first stop of our trip was Salvador!