We disembarked with the rest of the crowd, after a nice fried fish lunch we searched for a place to stay while ninety-five percent of the crowd left to return to the mainland. We found some hammocks to rent under a raised thatched cabana (under $4 US a night) and settled in with some beers and a swim in the crystal clear warm water. The sand was so fine it felt like clay, and we were treated on our first night to an amazing sunset and vast amount of colours throughout dusk.
The dark clouds that threatened during the afternoon closed in soon after dark, but we managed to survive a tropical lightning storm without leaving the confines of our hammocks. The wind blew straight through and sometimes the rain too, but in the morning all was forgiven as we walked five metres to an ocean sized swimming pool. We spent the day alternating between swimming, reading, eating and drinking. Again we were treated to a breathtaking sunset, but to our pleasure the skies stayed relatively clear and the nights sleep was much more peaceful.
The final days was the best of all. The calm night somehow managed to make the seas even clearer, every view was postcard quality. Again, swimming and reading took most of the day. Close to lunch we saw a canoe pull up on shore and the guy took to shore with a handful of still-kicking lobsters. We followed the guy who bought a few and hit him up for a fresh seafood lunch. An hour later we were tucking into the freshest crustaceans I have ever had the pleasure to eat. A perfect final meal.
The island was a paradise except during the times that the tourists filled up the beaches, only from 1-4 PM. Apart from that we shared the stretch of beach with perhaps 30 people, two-thirds of those permanent residents. We didn't want to leave but unfortunately Dave had a place to catch and with reluctance we left back to Cartagena.
At least we were rewarded with another amazing sunset.... I'm gonna miss this....
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