Curaçao

For most of my adult life, the main thing that I thought of when I heard Curaçao was the liqueur, and I’m sure I’m not alone in that! That was until a friend from university spent a few months volunteering there in summer 2023 and loved it! She was trying to convince me to visit back then but I was travelling in Colombia and then starting my job in Costa Rica so it wasn’t possible. When I decided to move back to Scotland in September 2024, I knew it was something that I wanted to make happen before I left Costa Rica. Not just because the flights are definitely cheaper from Central America but also because when else am I going to go to Curaçao?!

Curaçao is part of the Dutch Antilles (along with Aruba and Bonaire, also known as the ABC islands) and is 65 km off the coast of Venezuela. It was a Dutch colony until 2010 and is now a country within the Kingdom of the Netherlands, meaning they still recognise the Dutch monarchy and the Netherlands handles their defence and foreign policy. Dutch is still the official language although Papiamentu (or Papiamento in Aruba) which is a Portuguese based Creole language, English and Spanish are all widely spoken. Tourism is an important industry as well as oil refining and international financial services. The currency is the Antillean Guilder (1ANG = $0.50). Willemstad is the capital and is a UNESCO World Heritage Site because it is a well preserved example of a Dutch colonial trading settlement.

I flew in via Panama City from Costa Rica, the flights were short (1.5 hours and 2 hours) and I only had a 1 hour layover! However I did leave my house at 3.15am. Why do I always do this to myself? I mean, I know why I do it, that’s when all the cheap flights are. I was so tired and it was so hot when I arrived but immediately extremely beautiful. I had some time to kill before my friend Marta finished work and I didn’t feel like dragging all my stuff around to sightsee in the heat so I got myself a great spot on the water and a lemon frappé to keep me company while I read my book. My chosen spot was called Iguana’s and is right by the Queen Emma bridge that connects the neighbourhoods of Punda and Otrobanda. It’s a floating bridge that can be unhooked and propelled out of the way to let boats through. For smaller boats, it will only open as much as is needed but when it has to open all the way for larger boats, which can take 30 minutes in total, there’s a free ferry across that you can take from 50m down the esplanade. I had no idea what was happening the first time the bridge started to move but it was pretty cool to watch!

Once I was done with my drink and chips, I walked over to the Ronde Markt, a big circular market that is a great place to get souvenirs (I had to get the obligatory magnet for my mum’s fridge) and also has free wifi. Apparently there are some great spots around there, including one called Plasa Bieu, to try Curaçaoan dishes like pastechi (like an empanada or a pasty) or yuana stoba (iguana stew). Having just eaten, I didn’t visit it and I sadly didn’t get to try iguana but I did have a pastechi later in the trip. When Marta finished work, we met at Mambo Beach which is one of the most popular spots with the many Dutch holidaymakers. With the past and present relationship between Curaçao and the Netherlands, and direct flights from Amsterdam, there is a lot of Dutch tourism and many Dutch immigrants. It goes the other way as well – it is common for students from Curaçao to spend a year or two studying in the Netherlands, although the transition can be difficult, especially financially. The Dutch tourists to the island tend to keep to certain areas like Mambo. At the time we were there, just after 5pm, the sun loungers are free and the bars have happy hours! It was a great place to watch the sunset and catch up. I last saw Marta in February 2023 when I went to visit her at home in Madrid over my birthday!

Marta and I know each other from playing water polo together in the ‘Queens’ seconds team at Edinburgh University (once a Queen, always a Queen) and so when she had training on Saturday morning, how could I refuse? And is there any better place to play than turquoise blue water? Marta’s team trains in Pirate Bay where there are a couple of restaurants on the beach next to a pier where they put the water polo goals. This was my first time playing in the ocean and only the third time playing in an outdoor pool and it’s very different. It’s a lot easier to keep yourself afloat in the salt water but it also burns your eyes way more than chlorine and also stings your mouth by the end of it too! There are also waves to contend with, and even small ones can make a big difference. Don’t even get me started on the suncream logistics and awkward tan lines (see below)… Because my team in Costa Rica was quite small, we didn’t play a lot of full games so I was a little rusty playing one here but at least Marta and I were marking each other most of the time.

The plan for the afternoon was to go to a beach and I jumped out of my seat when we saw wild flamingos on the way! I love flamingos because they always make me think of my pappy (my mum’s dad) who died when I was young and was one of my favourite people. I’d never seen them in the wild before and was so jealous when my sister Amy, who is living in the British Virgin Islands, saw a flamboyance of them (yes, that’s the word for a group of flamingos!) there earlier in the year!

We spent a few hours at Daaibooi beach, sunbathing, reading, swimming and not much else and then headed back to Marta’s. On Saturday evening we managed to get last minute tickets to Kaya Kaya, a cultural festival celebrating the neighbourhood of Otrobanda. There was food, lots of live music, art exhibitions and more! It was so busy! We wandered around for a couple of hours, taking it all in. My highlight was finding salted caramel pecan ice cream for only $3.50 for a huge tub! As we were leaving, we watched some fireworks from the car park. They might have been from Kaya Kaya but they might have been from a random wedding that was happening at the same time, we’ll never know.

Sunday was for beach hopping. We were heading north-west along the south shore of the island where there are lots of beaches you can stop at. You would definitely need a car to do this. Willemstad is really the only major town in the island and there’s lots of public buses that are easy to use and cheap but going outside of town, I think public transport is a lot less frequent. Luckily Marta does have a car so she was my chauffeur for the day. After a lazy morning, we started at Santa Cruz which was nice because it wasn’t super busy and there were some covered picnic benches but it wasn’t a standout. Our next stop, on the other hand, might be one of my favourite beaches ever – Playa Lagun. It was a lot smaller but absolutely stunning. It was like a little cove with high, rocky sides and stunning blue water. It was already 3pm by the time we got here which was lunchtime for us. We both had a delicious pulled beef quesadilla at the restaurant overlooking the beach which was delicious, with a beautiful view and some iguanas for company!

Santa Cruz

While we were out and about between beaches or the day before, I had Marta teach me some Papiementu phrases and was trying to use them whenever I could. I found quite a lot of similarities with Spanish that made it easy to pick up certain phrases. Even though it’s a Portuguese-based Creole, it has been strongly influenced by Venezuelan Spanish as well as Dutch. Here are some of the phrases I learnt –

  • Danki – thank you (dankee)
  • Por fabor – please 
  • Mi por haña… – Can I have… (mee pour hanya)
  • Pa mi tambe– for me too 
  • Awa – water 
  • Ayo – bye 
  • Dispensa – excuse me (deespensa)
  • Bon dia – good morning
  • Bon tardi – good afternoon (tardee) 
  • Bon nochi – good night (nohchee) 

The last stop was Piscado which is known for having resident turtles! Earlier in the day, you can see them while just standing on the pier but we were there a bit late. We still took our goggles and went swimming in search of them. I wasn’t expecting to find one but after swimming around for a while, a couple of people who had a sea bob pointed us in the right direction of one sleeping under a boat chain! We also saw a giant remora and a spotted Moray eel. The fun was spoiled a little by a flat tire when we were trying to leave but thankfully Marta had a spare and a friend at the next beach along who came to help her change it. It was still a great spot to watch the sunset.

To end the day we went to a very popular type of food truck, known as a truk di pan, for dinner. Flakito’s Grill is Marta’s favourite so that’s where we went. Lots of truk di pan serve different variations of the same things, barbecued meat with peanut sauce over fries. I went for the lomito because Marta told me it’s a bit of a specialty and it was delicious!

For my last full day, Marta had to work but I was more than happy entertaining myself by her pool! I was enjoying soaking up more sun than there was in Cartago and definitely more than there would be in Scotland! In the evening we went up to the fort to try and catch the sunset but we just missed the best part while on the way. Marta went to training again but it was a swim session which I was much less keen to join than the water polo so I went for a walk around town. I wandered through a pedestrian shopping area behind the Kura Hulanda museum which was really cute and where I also found tiramisu ice cream! I saw the bridge all lit up as well as the Curaçao sign and some live music on the bandstand behind. I loved it when some girls got up to dance! I had a final meal, a local dish called karni stoba which was a ridiculously tender beef stew, fried yucca and a local beer called Brasa.

The next morning, I saw Marta off to work and left a little later to head to the airport. It was a quick but a really satisfying trip. Marta is one of those friends that I keep coming back to at different points in my life. Our friendship has come a long way from what I see as its starting point, tabling water polo matches together during our first year at university. I was glad that I could make this trip happen because she loves it so much in Curaçao that she might be there for a while so I don’t know when we’ll next be in each other’s vicinity. Also, because when else am I going to go to Curaçao?!

Casa en el Agua

For our last destination along Colombia’s Caribbean coast, Hannah and I headed somewhere pretty special. Months before we got there, when we were still in Scotland and planning the trip, we were trying to figure out a rough itinerary. Seeing as it was a long trip, two and a half months over three countries, we wanted to leave room for flexibility. The itinerary for Honduras was pretty set but beyond that, we had started to figure out where we wanted to go and a rough order but considering we were going to be travelling in low season for Central America, it wasn’t necessary to book everything way in advance.

That is, other than this place. I can’t remember exactly how I came across it but I think it was on Instagram. A picture perfect location that honestly didn’t look real and definitely not like somewhere I would ever have thought I’d be able to visit. Except, it was just a few hours from Cartagena where we already knew we would be going! Because it’s such an incredible place, it books up fast all year round. So the first part of our time in Colombia was built around the nights that we were able to book in what is possibly heaven on earth – Casa en el Agua.

Casa en el Agua touts itself as an eco-friendly hostel and is located in the San Bernardo Islands, about two hours by boat from Cartagena. Ten islands make up the archipelago, nine natural and one man-made, and Casa en el Agua is found just off the largest one, Isla Tintipán, and near Santa Cruz del Islote, the artificial island that is known for being the most densely populated island in the world (you might want to fact check that though). Almost all of the staff come from the surrounding islands. The hostel is in Parque Nacional Natural Corales del Rosario y San Bernardo and does everything it can to respect and protect the beautiful surroundings. This park holds the biggest coral reef on the Colombian Caribbean coast and you can find 170 species of fish, 52 types of coral and 25 sponges.

To get there, you have to book the boat journey through the hostel’s partner boat company, Tranq It Easy. It leaves the main pier in Cartagena at 9am and costs $70 for the return journey. You can pay this online as well as for the hostel but make sure to bring cash for your bar tab, any tours and extra food! It’s also recommended to leave your big bags on the mainland as space on the boat and in the hostel is limited. We had stayed in Republica hostel in Cartagena, partly because we had seen that they have bag storage (and it was a great hostel anyway).

As soon as you get off the boat, you’re welcomed with a drink and a snack (an empanada for us) and then we got shown to our hammocks. Upstairs, there are a number of private rooms and one dorm but running around the outside is a balcony full of hammocks. We had opted for this because the dorm was sold out and the private rooms would stretch the budget even more than we already were! I actually loved being in a hammock though – I love sleeping in a hammock, the balcony got a nice cool breeze at night and seeing as it’s literally a floating hostel, I didn’t have any concerns about leaving my stuff lying around. There is a bit of noise that comes up from the party downstairs at night that might bother you if you leave early but that’s just part of what you sign up for.

Downstairs, there are plenty of spots to lounge including hammocks, the central table used for meal times, other tables and sun beds. Hannah and I had gotten a bit confused in our research and initially didn’t think that food was included in the price but it turns out it was! Breakfast, lunch and dinner were all included which made the more expensive beds (or hammocks in this case) better value in our eyes. Breakfast was usually eggs, some Colombian pastries and fruit. For lunch and dinner, there’s either a fish or veggie option plus you can change it to fresh crab and lobster for an extra £8. There’s a bar where you can buy drinks and snacks (though the meal portions were big enough that I didn’t need anything!), all done through a wristband you get when you check in. Plus, there’s coffee, tea and drinking water available for free all day!

First things first after we arrived, it was into our swimsuits and that was pretty much it for the weekend! I found my friend Jing who I had originally met in the bus station in Santa Marta on our way up to Punta Gallinas. I introduced her to Hannah and she introduced us to a Dutch girl called Rachel and we became a little crew, not just for our time in Casa en el Agua but beyond! We met lots of great people while we were there, only a night for some of them but there’s a few that I still keep in touch with. There were Carlos and Ana, a couple from Gran Canaria, a group of English lads that I definitely stereotyped before we got chatting to them but who were actually lovely (I figured out that one of them had lived in China as well and spoke Chinese too so we baffled the group by having a conversation together!), Rachel and Evan, an English couple on a big South America trip, and a Colombian guy called Daniel.

The afternoon was basically spent alternating between swimming and reading which is my idea of heaven. It was such a picture perfect place, a photoshoot had to be had and then we sat around taking in the beautiful sunset before grabbing a shower. The showers are only available in the evening for a couple of hours. They’re not great, really just a trickle of fresh water but it’s good to wash the salt off. That’s all you really need seeing as most people are only really there for a day or two and you’re just going to get straight back into the ocean. The toilets were not as bad as I thought they would be either. Casa en el Agua has dry toilets meaning that they don’t flush or use any water so you just have a pee into it or if you have to go number two, you pour some sawdust and lime onto it which helps it decompose. It’s another part of the eco-friendly nature of the hostel.

In the evening, the vibes really pick up and the party starts! I was having a great time, having a bit of a boogie and decided to join some of our new friends for a night time swim which was great fun! Until… I got stung by a jellyfish! Something was irritating my neck and then there was this sharp pain across my elbow and a little over my stomach and back. I knew what it was because I’ve been stung before but it doesn’t make it hurt less. I got some ice and one of the girls that works there got me some vinegar. Thankfully the pain didn’t actually last as long as the last time I was stung and the ice helped relieve it. I stayed up for a little longer having a dance and then slipped away to go to bed.

I woke up with the sun on our second day but was quite happy just chilling in my hammock for a while. Then it was bikini and shorts on, kindle in hand, ready for the day. We said goodbye to those people that were leaving after breakfast and then the day alternated between reading, swimming, playing some cards before watching the sunset again. The hostel does have equipment you can use for free like snorkels and ones you can rent like stand up paddle boards, kayaks and wakeboards as well as tours but Hannah and I were mostly happy doing nothing. We did do a lap of the hostel with some snorkels and I watched Hannah jump off the platform upstairs. I wasn’t feeling as much in the party mood that night and it seemed like most of the people I had been spending time with also opted for an early night. I quite enjoyed lying in my hammock with my book, listening to the music from downstairs.

On our last morning, I got woken up at 4am by the biggest clap of thunder and ended up watching a thunderstorm across the water which was a bit magical. Other than the faraway storm, it was quiet with most people still sleeping and the temperature was lovely and cool. I got a little more sleep before getting up properly at 6.30. I decided against getting in the water, as much as I was tempted, but I didn’t want to be damp on the boat back and it was actually a little chilly! I spent the morning reading more (why break a habit of a lifetime!) and then it was back to Cartagena to pick up our bags and head to the airport to move onto the next stage of our Colombia trip…

This was an incredible experience, I’m so glad we did it and two nights was the perfect amount of time but it is also a very expensive experience. We stayed in hammocks for 230,000COP (£46) a night and the return boat ride was $70 (£56) so a total of £148. I think the bed (or hammock in this case) price is justified because that also includes three meals a day. However I do think the boat is overpriced even if it is a two hour journey. I have no regrets but I recognise that it’s an expensive thing to do, especially if you add on tours or activities while you’re there. I was more than happy to do nothing and appreciate what we were paying for – the stunning location and the novelty of staying in a floating hostel. For me, it was worth it.

Punta Gallinas

At this point in our trip Hannah and I were six weeks in with four to go. We had been exploring the northern coast of Colombia for ten days and after visiting Minca, Hannah wanted to do the Ciudad Perdida trek. Also known as the Lost City trek, it’s four days of hiking through the jungle to an ancient archaeological site. I knew from the beginning that I didn’t want to do it (four days of trekking in extreme humidity isn’t my idea of fun) so I was looking for something else to do for a few days.

I decided to visit Punta Gallinas, the most northern point not just in Colombia, but in South America. There are many reasons to explore this often overlooked area of Colombia, not just because it’s cool to say you’ve been there! The desert landscape of the region of La Guajira is unlike anywhere else in the country, the beaches are stunning and you can get to know a little about the indigenous Wayuu culture.

It’s not really possible to go further than Manaure (the first stop on day one of most tours) by bus because La Guajira doesn’t have much of a public transport system. I booked a three day tour through Expotur which, after doing some research, seemed like the most reliable option. They have a two day tour but that only takes you halfway to Punta Gallinas, the three day tour, which is the one I did and would recommend, and a four day tour. I met some people later on in the trip who had done the four day tour and wouldn’t recommend it because it was basically the same as the three day tour but with a beach day in the middle. The price for their tours depends on how many people are on the tour but for the three day option it ranges from $190pp for six people to $665pp for one person. I had two others on my tour so it ended up being somewhere in the middle at $275 or £215. It was a bit of a splurge but I don’t regret it. The tour was amazing and I wouldn’t have been able to experience that region by myself in the same way. The price includes all your food, accommodation, transport and a driver/guide (English or Spanish speaking). I took some snacks with me and didn’t even touch them so you’re well looked after.

General road conditions beyond Uribia

I started my tour in Riohacha, although there was the option to get picked up from Santa Marta and dropped there afterwards. I opted to just get the four hour public bus from Santa Marta which I’m pleased about because I made a friend, Jing from Germany, who was also headed to Riohacha and hoping to get on a tour up to Punta Gallinas. She only had one day so she didn’t end up coming on my tour but I did see her again (stay tuned). I left my big backpack in our hostel, Masaya Santa Marta, where I would meet up with Hannah after our respective trips. I would recommend doing this because space can be a little tight in the car. If it’s not available at your hostel, you can leave your bag in the Expotur office either in Santa Marta or Riohacha. I also really recommend the Masaya hostel in Santa Marta. It’s a small chain across Colombia and I can personally recommend the one in Medellín and based on these good experiences, I imagine the rest are also great!

Once I arrived in Riohacha, Jing and I shared a taxi to our nearby hostels. I stayed in Hostel Riohacha 1545 which was absolutely fine for one night. I didn’t do much while I was here other than checking in at the tour office before departure the next morning and going out for dinner. My Lonely Planet guide book didn’t have much to say about Riohacha but it did suggest Casa de los Mariscos which was just around the corner from my hostel so that’s where I went. I wanted something with octopus and asked the waitress what she would recommend. I ended up with pulpo gratinado which was very tender octopus in a cheese sauce and topped with more cheese. As much as I love cheese, I was sceptical and I wasn’t expecting this to be as good a combo as it was!

Tours to Punta Gallinas are weather dependent and mine was touch and go for a while because there had been heavy rain in the past few days. I saw why that would have been an issue once I saw the roads (or lack of!). Thankfully, when I turned up at the office on the morning of the tour, we got the go ahead. There were two others on my tour, a pair of Italian friends called Matteo and Federico, and we had a local driver called Wilder who was the tour guide as well. It seemed like a good group to have for the next few days together. I got given the front seat so the guys could spread out in the back seat and I wasn’t complaining!

We drove for about an hour and a half to our first stop, the Manaure salt flats. The salt flats were interesting but it was a very quick look around with a couple of other tour groups, ironically more Italians who had their own guide translating. We actually ended up seeing them and a few other groups at most of the stops that day and some the next day too. The best part was getting to do a passion fruit salt hand scrub at the end! From Manaure we kept driving towards Uribia, at this point still along proper roads, until the path was blocked by lots of trucks. I’m not quite sure what was going on, it might have been some kind of strike, but it was the first test for the 4×4 we were in. Beyond Uribia, you almost exclusively see 4x4s, motorbikes and horses anyway.

As we were driving down the more unofficial route, we came across the first instance of the road being blocked in some way, in this case by some rope but at other times by a strip of cloth or even a bike chain. This happened when we were driving through land belonging to the Wayuu people (the local indigenous group). We saw it a lot more on the second day as our surroundings got more rural. To pass through, it’s polite to offer something as a sort of tax, it could be a couple of hundred pesos but we had various things to give them like bags of water, guava sweets, crisps or dehydrated cane sugar. Sometimes it was frustrating when there were ten right after each other but in general I understand why they do it.

We actually arrived in Cabo de la Vela, where we would be staying the first night, around 1pm and in time for lunch. Cabo de la Vela isn’t big, just one road along the coast, and isn’t big on tourism but what tourism it does have is built around kitesurfing. For lunch I had opted for a Colombian classic, chivo, which is goat! It wasn’t terrible but not my favourite either.

The rest of the day was spent visiting some nearby attractions. The first stop was Playa Arcoiris (Rainbow Beach) which is more of a viewpoint than a beach, called that because of the way the water catches the light when it splashes up. Just around the corner is the Pilón de Azúcar (the sugar pile, so called because when the sun hits it, it appears white from afar). It’s a sacred site to the Wayuu people. It was a short but steep scramble up to the top but worth it for the views! And guess who I saw at the top? The girl I met on the bus, Jing! It turns out that we were also going to the same, very exciting hostel together a few days later and then also on the same flight to Medellin! After descending the pilón very carefully, we had a bit of time to relax at Playa Dorada (Golden Beach) at the bottom before moving on to the next spot.

We squeezed in a quick stop at the Ojo de Agua, a beach with a small freshwater pool where there is also a hill known as a La Tortuga because it looks like a turtle! Personally I thought the view from the ‘turtle shell’ back to shore actually looked more like a turtle but to each their own. Our final stop was at the lighthouse for sunset which was incredible. After the sunset, it got dark very quickly so we just headed back to the hotel. Our accommodation for the night was in chinchorros , traditional hammocks that are a bit bigger than the standard with decorative edges, with the beach just steps away. It wasn’t the best night’s sleep but I was tired enough from the busy day that I fell asleep at 9pm.

On day two, the journey towards Punta Gallinas, the most northern point in South America, continued. I woke up with the sun and to the sound of the waves which was pretty cool. Our first stop was Bahia Hondita, about three hours’ drive from Cabo de la Vela. On the way there, there were lots of stops for the unofficial taxes that we’d encountered the day before. We had a couple of hours at Bahia Hondita to swim and read and that’s where we had lunch as well. It was one of the most beautiful spots of the whole tour but the pictures I have just don’t do it justice.

The next and maybe most anticipated stop was the dunes of Taroa where you can sand board. This went… about as well as I expected! I knew there was no chance I could do it standing up like some other people were. I sat myself down and tried to go slowly so I could enjoy it (a lesson I learnt from volcano boarding in Nicaragua years ago). Just before the beach there was a pretty steep drop that I tried to slow down for which caused me to tumble off anyway though! I wasn’t hurt, just covered in sand, and I actually think it made it more fun! I just immediately got in the water to wash everything off. The last stretch of driving for the day brought me two of my highlights. We had a very quick, unofficial stop at Mirador de Casares which was my favourite view of the tour. I also didn’t have belting out Flower of Scotland with two Italians on my Punta Gallinas bingo card but I loved it! It was even one of the Italians that had it downloaded on his phone, not me!

Mirador de Casares

And then we made it to Punta Gallinas itself! We were just in time for sunset which was so beautiful, thankfully because the most northern point of South America was actually a bit disappointing, just another weird, spindly lighthouse with a beach. We had some time there so I walked along the beach a bit. Our accommodation was just along the coast a little where we got shown to our chinchorros and had time for a shower before dinner. While the previous day there had only been bucket showers, here there was an actual shower but the water pressure had me longing for the buckets! Once it was dark, there wasn’t much to do other than take our time chatting over lobster rice for dinner.

Day three of the tour is just about making your way back down to Riohacha. From Punta Gallinas to Uribia, where we stopped for lunch, it was about four and a half hours. It was another hour and a half to Riohacha and from there I had organised a transfer to Santa Marta through Expotur for an additional fee. I feel like it was a good choice because I only got there at 8pm and it would have taken even longer on the public bus. 13 hours on the road was already long enough for me! I was reunited in Santa Marta with Hannah who had just finished the four day trek to Ciudad Perdida, having left the day I went to Riohacha. What made Hannah such a good travel companion (one of many reasons) was that we were happy spending so much time together but were also really good at letting each other have our own time and space. Sometimes that meant one of us chilling in our room and one in the common area of the hostel, it could be Hannah going for a hike while I read my book in a coffee shop or me saying I don’t want to hike for four days but I love that for you, go ahead!

This tour was a little more of a splurge than I would usually go for while travelling but I do think it was worth it. I spent £215 on a three day tour but I didn’t have to spend any extra money within that time. There really is no other way to visit Punta Gallinas and everything on the way, unless you want to hitchhike the whole way (…through a desert…). The Guajira region was so different to anywhere else I saw in Colombia that I feel like it highlighted to me the diversity that exists in the country. Going from the lush Tayrona National Park to the desert in Guajira to sparkling Caribbean water to big cities like Medellín and Bogotá, Colombia really has it all!

Tayrona National Park

Going into my Colombia trip, I asked everyone I knew who had been there for recommendations of where I should go, where I shouldn’t and what I should do. Every single person had at least one thing in common on their list – Tayrona National Park. Described by one person as the most beautiful national park they’d ever been to, it quickly shot to the top of my list and was one of the things I was most looking forward to. I’m happy to say that it absolutely lived up to the hype and was one of my favourite things that we did. I’m now passing it on to you, it was such a highlight for me that I think it’s unmissable.

First things first, Hannah and I were coming from Cartagena which involved a bus to Santa Marta. From there it was supposed to be another bus but we teamed up with a girl from our bus to get a taxi up the road. Our plan was to spend a night in the park (lots of details on that later) but first we had a night in a hostel just outside so that we could rest up and be out bright and early the next day. We stayed in Eco Hostal Yuluka. It was a really cool space, right on the main road but with such a private and secluded vibe that you could barely tell. There was a lovely wee pool to cool off in and a restaurant on site. Importantly for the next day’s activities, they let us leave our big bags there so we only had to take our small backpacks with us overnight in the park. They also had a free shuttle to the park entrance at 8am.

Now, when it comes to staying in the park there are lots of options. For those with more cash to splash there are a number of hotels and guesthouses that you can stay in. For those on tighter budgets (like us), there are campsites spread throughout the park. The biggest and most popular option is Cabo San Juan. We chose here because it is also one of the few beaches in the park where it’s safe to swim (not all the beaches are safe for swimming but it’s very clearly signposted) so we liked that crossover. It also has a restaurant where you can get some dinner and there are toilets and showers on site. There is the option of a hammock, either in the tower overlooking the water or in the main campsite, or a tent. Initially we wanted a hammock but by the time we arrived at the entrance to the park where you reserve your space (before you pay your entrance fee) all the hammocks were taken so we booked a double tent instead for $70,000COP (£14) each. The next thing you have to do is pay your entrance fee which usually involves joining a long queue. While you’re waiting, there are people selling insurance which you might question but it is compulsory to have. If you don’t buy it there, the ticket person will just send you back to get it. It was $6000COP (£1.15) per person per day that you are staying. The entrance fee is a one off $62,000COP (£11.80) per person.

Once you’re inside the park, you can take a colectivo (a minibus) to the start of the trails for $5000COP (96p) but we decided to walk because we’d heard that there was a good chance to see monkeys. It took us about an hour to reach the start of the trails but we did see some monkeys swinging around so it was worth it! We had been alone along the road but once the trails started, it got a lot busier. The terrain is not too challenging, a lot of boarded walkways and stairs or well worn paths. Most day trippers walk from the start of the trails to one of the swimming beaches, Piscina or San Juan, which takes a couple of hours. Luckily, the benefit of staying overnight is that we weren’t in a rush. On our way we saw some more monkeys and after a while of walking through the jungle, we came to the sea! The views were just breathtaking and I understood why so many people had recommended it.

The hardest part about the hike is honestly the humidity! Take lots of water with you and I would recommend some electrolytes as well. There are a few sellers at various points down the path that you can buy water from but you still have to walk quite far to get to them so it’s better to bring your own supply as well. I don’t deal well with humidity but it definitely helped when we came across one such seller who had paletas, aka ice lollies! I was at a bit of a low point and a passion fruit paleta pulled me right out of it.

It takes about two to three hours to get to the main swimming beaches but because we were staying overnight we took our time. We had another break at a restaurant on the route to have some juice but then we discovered that it wasn’t that much further to the first swimming beach, Piscina. We didn’t hang around here because it was really busy and it wasn’t that much further to our campground at Cabo San Juan. Check in for our tent (yes, there was a check in time!) wasn’t until 2pm so we went to find a spot on the beach, got a beer and played some cards until we could leave our bags in the tent. When it started to rain, we moved to the on-site restaurant for shelter which is the only option when it comes to food. We had a surprisingly good dinner there, sharing grilled fish with shrimp in garlic sauce and patacones (smashed plantain fritters) and tamarind shrimp with chips.

While we were eating, someone came over to me and said ‘excuse me’. I didn’t know who it was and initially I thought I had dropped something or maybe I was about to get a compliment on my bikini or one of my tattoos. Instead, they asked if I’m Amy Morrison’s twin! This isn’t the first time in my life that I’ve been asked that, it happens a lot when you’re a twin. It turns out that Polly and Charlie volunteered with Amy in Mexico in 2021! They recognised me from across the restaurant and wanted to say hi! This wasn’t the only coincidence that happened while we were in Tayrona either, although I didn’t find out about the other until we left. I posted a selfie that I had taken on the beach on Instagram (the one above) and a girl that we had met in Panama replied saying that it was her sunbathing in the background! I somehow didn’t realise at the time, even though she was barely five metres away.

I won’t lie, the tent was a bit gross but for one night, we survived. It was quite hot and I woke up once it got light but I didn’t mind that. The day before, Hannah and I had both walked into the park via the El Zaíno entrance but there is another option called Calabazo. It looks shorter on the map but the route is a lot more challenging and takes about five hours. Hannah wanted to give that a try but I was happy to go back the way we came so we split up. Hannah left quite early, around 6am, and my plan was to wait until the restaurant opened at 7.30, grab some breakfast and then leave. In the end I was awake at 6am too and I felt like making the most of the lovely, cool morning to start walking so I headed out earlier than planned. Unfortunately, during the walk the day before my hiking boots, which were my mum’s from the 90s, had broken so I started the hike in my Birkenstock sandals. When the terrain changed from sand back to the walkways, I changed into my boots and secured the sole that had come away from the shoe with some spare hair bobbles! It did the job and they lasted until I got to the end of the trails.

For the last half an hour of the walk, I was having to fight against the incoming tide of people who had arrived on the morning’s tour buses. I got frustrated because at various points the path would narrow between some boulders or at some stairs and I would have to wait sometimes whole minutes for someone to let me through. There were waves of people coming the other way and I was only one person. It wouldn’t have taken a lot for one person to let me through but that apparently didn’t cross many people’s minds.

By the time I got to the end of the trails where the colectivos take you back to the exit, it was only 9am which meant it had taken me two hours from the campsite in comparison to three and a half the day before, albeit that was with many more breaks. I didn’t feel like I needed to walk back along the road so I got the colectivo out and then got some breakfast at a place across the road from the entrance. I walked back along the road to Yuluka, where we had left our bags. Another reason that I would recommend staying there, other than it being a cool place and having bag storage, they also let me shower when I got back! It was very needed after a sweaty two days. I reorganised my bag and then waited for Hannah in one of the hammocks. When she arrived, it turned out that the path to Calabazo was very overgrown and unclear so she had turned around to come back the other way. When she hadn’t found me at the campsite, she figured that I had just left early and followed me out.

Once Hannah had also had a shower and sorted herself out, we went onto the main road to wait for a bus to take us back to Santa Marta. Serendipitously, one pulled up right as we went outside. We changed buses on the edge of Santa Marta to take us to our next destination, Minca – a sleepy town nestled in the Sierra Nevada mountains known for its variety of birds, coffee and much cooler temperatures!

Cartagena

We have finally reached Colombia on the blog! It’s almost a year since I set out on this trip and I’m still enjoying writing about it so much. It’s a great chance to look back on some of the incredible places I’ve been and things I’ve done. I feel like I’m experiencing them all over again!

It’s not possible to travel from Panama to Colombia by land because of the fearsome Darien Gap so we took our first flight since arriving in Honduras a month earlier. Being on a budget, we had gone for a very early flight and we hadn’t made things easier for ourselves by having a big night out in the city with some friends who were parting ways. The early morning and a bit of a hangover meant that arriving in Colombia was a bit anticlimactic. It was also one of the most humid places I’ve ever been and I really struggled with that. We had some time to kill before we could check into our hostel so we dropped our bags off there and then went out in search of food and air conditioning! The only time I set foot in a Starbucks on this trip was that afternoon, purely because I could feel the cool air blasting out as I walked past in the street!

Even just wandering around was amazing though. Cartagena is a beautiful city, interesting just to walk around and one of the most colonial cities that I’ve seen in Latin America. To end our first day, we went on a late night stroll in search of arepas. An arepa is a very popular dish in Colombia (and Venezuela, although it’s a bit different) made of corn dough filled with pretty much whatever you want!

Now, we didn’t have that long in Cartagena, just one full day, although we would be back later for another night after spending about two weeks exploring the Caribbean coast of Colombia. With the heat and the humidity, we had decided that we wanted to do something that would get us out of it. If you’ve been following along, I’m sure you can guess what Hannah and I chose… scuba diving! We had spent some time the previous day messaging a bunch of dive shops to see if anyone could squeeze us in at the last minute and the amazing Paraiso Dive were able to! They are actually based on Tierra Bomba, an island sitting in the bay in front of Cartagena about a 20 minute boat ride away. We can now say we dived in each country on this trip! Jota, the owner, and Andrés, our dive guide, were great, they kept us safe and comfortable, showed us some really cool things, all on top of squeezing us in in the first place!

We went to two dive sites, the first at a site called the Underwater Museum where there are three shipwrecks and then some sculptures installed by the Navy for training purposes. We got to swim through one of the wrecks and it was cool to see the sculptures. We saw some lionfish, scorpionfish, lots of juvenile fish and two squid. After some juice, a fresh passion fruit and a little break on the beach during our surface interval, it was back out for our second dive. We went back to the same area, off a peninsula of the mainland called Barú, to a dive site called La Torreta. It’s called that after a tower there that came off a wrecked warship. We saw lots more of the same amazing fish on this dive but were a bit preoccupied with avoiding some of the other divers! There was an older couple who were the definition of ‘all the gear, no idea’ – they had rocked up with all their own kit but were incredibly annoying to dive with. The woman went GoPro first into everything, the man had no buoyancy control so would rise up or sink down into people or coral and neither had any self-awareness! Regardless, we had two amazing dives and once we finished, we were able to hang out in the resort where Paraiso has their dive shop!

In need of some relaxation, we headed back to our hostel in the bustling district of El Centro. We stayed in República Hostel both times we were in Cartagena. They had air conditioned dorms (definitely a necessity!), nice common areas and a great pool! They also had baggage storage which was important for us when we were back for the second time, as we went off on a side quest for a few days and wanted to leave our big bags there. It’s in a good location in El Centro, the old town of Cartagena, just a short walk from Getsemani, where most of the nightlife is. Along with a few people we had met at our hostel, we headed there in the evening. We had heard Plaza Trinidad was the place to be, a very lively spot with lots of street food options. There are also lots of streets with bars up and down the pavement. We met up with two French snorkelers that had been on our dive boat that morning and had a drink together while getting serenaded by a roaming singer!

We were leaving Cartagena the next morning to head a little further along the coast. Our bus was at 11am so we were at the bus station a little early to make sure we got tickets. This sounds like a very mundane part of my travels to be writing about but I do so for good reason. It was in this bus station that I got an email from Chrissi at GVI, offering me an interview for the Education Coordinator position in Costa Rica! That moment led me to where I am now, almost a year later.

Fast forward 11 days and we were back in Cartagena after visiting Tayrona, Minca, Punta Gallinas for me, Ciudad Perdida for Hannah and Santa Marta. We had one more night in Cartagena before staying in one of the coolest places ever. But before we get there, we chose to do a walking tour to find out a bit more about the city for our last day in Cartagena. Even after already having spent a few days there, we felt like we didn’t know that much about it. Thankfully the weather was actually pretty bad, raining a little with thunderstorms in the background. You wouldn’t think that’s ideal for a walking tour but it took away some of the humidity.

We booked a tour with Nexperience Colombia and had a great tour guide called Liss who took us through some of the old town and then ended in Getsemani. We learnt some cool facts about Cartagena’s flag which is red, green and yellow rectangles with a white star in the middle. The red represents the blood of Colombians, yellow for the sun , green for hope and the star for the 8 municipalities that make up Cartagena. It was the flag of Colombia at first but the current Colombian flag has a yellow stripe for the riches of the country, a blue stripe for the sky, sea and rivers and a red stripe for the blood spilled fighting for Colombia’s independence. It is so similar to Venezuela and Ecuador because at one point they were in a coalition.

Cartagena was our introduction to Colombia and while it wasn’t my favourite place that we went, it was a great start. Once you get over the heat, Cartagena is a lively, vibrant city. It has a lot of history to dive into and I feel that I only scratched the surface of it. Coming back for an extra night was a good bonus but I had so much fun in the time in between our stays. Coming next – one of the most beautiful national parks I’ve ever been to!

Highlights of Nine Months in Costa Rica

Time is a funny thing – at points in the last nine months it has flown by and at times it has stretched on. It’s still hard to believe that nine whole months have gone by. I’ve still limited the amount that I’ve shared from my job and about being in Costa Rica, although my last few posts (here and here) are changing that a little. I want to take a moment to share some of the highlights of the last nine months for me. I want to make clear that there have been lots of low moments since I’ve been here and maybe one day I’ll write more about those. But for now, this is very intentionally a highlight reel!

Having great colleagues

I feel so incredibly lucky to be working with some incredible people that have made these nine months much easier and more enjoyable than they would have been otherwise. On base in Cartago, I work most closely with Andrés, the programme manager. From the very beginning, Andrés and I have gotten on like a house on fire. Sometimes we joke that we share a brain cell because we’re so on the same wavelength. He’s supported me through my training, getting a hang of the job, pushed me to go further, introduced me to sides of Costa Rica that I haven’t seen before (including his family) and just been much more friend than just a colleague. I had an especially hard time in April because my grandad broke his hip and then passed away a few weeks later and I wouldn’t have been able to get through it without having Andrés to lean on. I can’t say thank you enough.

We also have Alicia, our cook. She feeds us throughout the week and does it so well. She is from Limón, the region covering the Caribbean coast of Costa Rica so her food has a lot of Caribbean influence and flavour which means it’s absolutely delicious! I’ve also worked with Indie, the coordinator of the groups programme that I helped out on a couple of times. I had met Indie before I worked with her as she stays on the Cartago base before or in between picking up and dropping off groups in San José. We got on from the beginning but became even closer after working together (in one group it was just the two of us and on the other we also had Isa, a Costa Rican who I got on with really well too). Indie, who is from England, is in a similar position as me, being far from home, working in a country and a language that is not her own and having been living abroad for the last couple of years. I’ve also really appreciated that support from her in having someone who knows what it feels like and relates to how I’m feeling to talk things through with.

Our students

I don’t think I’m a natural born teacher. Not that I think I’m a bad one, I just don’t think it’s my vocation or my calling. I’ve kind of fallen into it as a profession and am currently trying to find my way out of it a bit. Saying that, there are aspects that I love, and that’s mostly down to the kids. The students in the school we work in are lovely, happy, fun, sometimes challenging, energetic, intelligent, interesting, curious, welcoming children. We teach from three to twelve years old and there are definitely age groups or classes or even individual kids that I like more (yes, teachers always have favourites!) but overall, even on my worst day this year, and there have been some really tough ones, going in and hearing cries of ‘Profe! Profe!’ and having a kid run up for a hug or to show me something can change my mood for the better for the whole day. Our other classes also have some really special students. Our senior adults class always puts a smile on my face. Our single mothers’ class is great for a laugh. The conversation club is filled with students that have become friends. And although they’re not students, a shout out to the gardeners at Parque La Libertad, especially Yhan who has also become a dear friend.

TAICA ❤

One of the best things to happen since I’ve been in Costa Rica is absolutely being adopted by an adorable little tabby cat who we named Taica. One day in October, only a couple of weeks after I arrived in Cartago, two little kittens turned up in our garden and refused to leave. After a few days of feeding them but keeping them outside, we relented and let them into the house. As well as Taica (who’s name was based on the scientific name for a Siberian tiger), there was also a black cat we called Onca (after the scientific name of a jaguar). Sadly, after a couple of weeks Onca decided to un-adopt us so it’s just Taica now. I’m honestly obsessed with her. She’s a cat so she’s not obsessed with anyone but herself and it’s also very much a case of affection on her terms. At the same time, she loves besitos en la panza (aka belly kisses) and while she usually sleeps in Andrés’ room, she often comes and has a cuddle with me as I’m settling down to sleep. On another note, we really tried to raise her as a bilingual cat but despite living in a house with mostly English speaking volunteers, Taica speaks Spanish much better. She loves a chat too, she’s very talkative! She’s so silly, she loves chasing flies and will play with your feet even if she’s only just met you.

Finding a Tico family

As well as having found really great friends in Andrés and Indie, I feel like I’ve found a Costa Rican or tico family. Every Thursday night we run a conversation club and through that we met Naty and her three kids, Dariana, Abigail and Mathias. We get on really well with them all, especially Naty who is a loud, bubbly and gregarious person. Our relationship with all of them, including Naty’s husband Diego, moved beyond just conversation club when they invited us to their house in December after some of our volunteers at the time expressed an interest in learning how to make tamales, a typical dish eaten at Christmas. We actually ended up going to Naty’s dad’s house and making tamales with her Colombian stepmother (they are known amongst their family and now us as Papi Roy and La Parce). It was such a fun day but we were there for 9 hours! First we had to clean the plantain leaves then cut them into the right size, prep the fillings (rice, peppers, chickpeas, carrot and pork), make the massa, (the main tamal mix) and then put it all together, wrap it up and eat it!

A very special experience was when we got invited to Abigail’s quinceñera. A quinceñera celebrates a girl’s 15th birthday and is a very important event in countries across Latin America. Family is such an important aspect of a quince so to be invited was a huge compliment. On the day, there were some lovely speeches from family members, a samba band and Andrés even broke out some flaming torches and juggled! As well as the tamales and the quince, we’ve been to Papi Roy’s house for karaoke as well as for Easter lunch, learnt how to make empanadas with Naty and had a few barbecues all together, including for my birthday. It’s been so nice getting to know them all and having that familial connection when I’m so far away from home. It’s really helped me through some tough moments and some of my favourite memories that I’ve created here have been with them.

Actually finding a water polo team!

One of the first things that I Googled when I got this job was if Cartago has a water polo team. I found out that they do, Cartago Piratas, but on closer inspection after I got here, it looked like they only had junior teams. I thought that was it. I contacted them anyway once I was here just to be sure and it turns out that they do have adults that train, just not a team that plays matches, and I was welcome to come along! I was so happy to have found this and I loved the training, even if it took a bit to shake off the cobwebs at the beginning. Playing water polo makes me feel like myself and it was nice to have a way to meet new people and an excuse to get out of the house and have some time to myself.

The coach and the team have been so lovely and welcoming to me. I’ve been invited to take part in multiple beach water polo tournaments, although I unfortunately haven’t been able to go to any because they always clashed with weekends when I had to work. I also got invited to play with one of the San José based women’s teams in the Costa Rican championships but had the same issue with work as well as being away for one of the weekends. Something I was able to take part in was a friendly, mixed tournament that was fundraising for the Costa Rican women’s team. The pool was outside which is always a novelty for me and had a beautiful view of the mountains around San José. I was put in a team with one of the boys from the Cartago team and three others. It was four aside so thankfully we did have a sub! We may have lost all of our games but I scored a goal and had a lot of fun so that’s all that matters.

Another really lovely moment that I’ve had with this water polo team was around my birthday. The weekend before my birthday had been filled with lots of celebrations (more on those below) but my actual birthday was a Monday and was quite relaxed. I went to training in the evening and was surprised when the coach’s wife, who is really lovely and I get on with really well, walked in with a cake!

Finding my favourite spots

A great way of exploring and getting to know a new city is trying to find my favourite spots. A few have climbed their way above the rest here in Cartago. First and foremost, there’s a cafe two blocks down the road from the GVI house called Mist City and it’s a definite favourite. I like going there for a coffee or their amazing chocolate cake. A common activity for everyone in the GVI house of an evening is to go out for ice cream and there’s only one place we go (unless it’s shut, in which case we go around the corner to the chain ice cream place). Dolce Gelato has incredible ice cream, my favourites being the maracuyá (passion fruit), Nutella and pistachio.

The GVI house is halfway between the centre of the city and TEC, one of Costa Rica’s public universities. I think this is the reason why there are quite a lot of good, cheap restaurant options within a ten minute walk from the house. One block away is Pollo Bros, our go to spot for fried chicken, especially when we’re feeling lazy and don’t want to cook or really go out anywhere. Just next door is El Calchetón, a soda which is the traditional kind of restaurant in Costa Rica so has all of the classics. My favourite dish here is the chichaldosa which is actually a bit of a hybrid. It is based on a caldosa which is ceviche served in a packet of crisps with ketchup and mayonnaise. Chichaldosa is a version with chicharrones instead of ceviche. A couple of other places nearby that I like are Cantarana, a gastro market with a range of options (the best are the smash burgers), Pardo’s, another food park with lots of options, and Cantarito’s, our go to bar that has, you guessed it, a great burger!

Thursday routine, swim and coffee

Over the years, as I’ve lived in different countries, I’ve come to realise what is important to me when it comes to settling into a new place. Part of this is finding a bit of a routine, enjoying the small things in life. We don’t work on Thursday mornings so my routine has become going for an early swim and then a coffee in my favourite cafe near the house with my book. I don’t always do the coffee part and sometimes not the swim, depending on how I’m feeling but more often than not, that’s where you’ll find me on a Thursday morning. If you follow the Sara Somewhere Instagram account (@sara_somewhere_), this is also often when I post the weekly catch ups!

Seeing Charne and Maddie in SJO

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, the world is a small place! An example of this while I’ve been in Costa Rica was when I got a message from a girl I played water polo with in university that she and another teammate were coming to Costa Rica in November on a group tour. They had an extra day in San José at the end and I was able to go through and spend it with them! We didn’t really do that much other than wander around Sabana Park, near where they were staying, and then hang out at their hotel, drinking chocolate milkshakes and playing cards. Another small world moment, one of the girls’ younger sisters is at uni in Glasgow with my younger sister and my sister was her sister’s mentor this year!

Starting the year strong

I have been lucky in my nine months here that I haven’t really had any terrible volunteers. Of course, there are some that have been better than others, with better motivation or better energy, who have more teaching experience or are great with the kids, volunteers who personally I’ve gotten on better with. However, at the start of 2024, I feel I got particularly lucky. Our first group of the year was three volunteers who were joined by a group of four more after two weeks. The average stay on our base is four weeks but this group had a couple that stayed for six weeks and even one who stayed for three months! This group felt really special and that has been seconded by Andrés who has worked for GVI for three years so has seen many more volunteers than I have. Even he agreed that the vibes of this group and these volunteers individually were something a bit special. For two months, the house was full of energy and laughter, more nights than not we were hanging out in the living room, watching movies, playing cards or just chatting. It’s not that we, as staff, don’t do this with every group. To an extent, it’s part of the job description, socialising with volunteers when we’re not on project and creating a warm and welcoming environment for them. However, with this group it was a bit different. I don’t necessarily get a lot of time to myself in this job but I actually wanted to spend this time with these volunteers. It was a great way to kick off 2024!

Birthday week

I was made to feel so special around my birthday this year and it really was a whole week of celebrations. It started the Thursday before my birthday when there was a plan weeks in the making. Andrés faked having a job interview so he could come into school late just so that he could ‘forget’ to bring our dinner bag. After conversation club, he pretended to have messed up again and that we had no transport back to Cartago. Naty and the course organiser Glori said they could give us a lift. Low and behold, we didn’t head back to Cartago but to a pizza restaurant where we ate dinner. There was a cake with candles, birthday signs, table football and a few tears on my behalf! I was so surprised, I really had no idea at all. It was just so nice that everyone had done that for me.

There were some more planned activities over the weekend. We went out for drinks on the Saturday with our volunteers at the time, Naty and Glori, some German volunteers that work with us at the school and the PE teacher. Unfortunately, the day in between the surprise pizza party and these drinks, I got really ill so was on medication and could only have one beer! On the Sunday we had a barbecue at the house which was lovely but there was one more surprise. A few weeks before, we had put together a birthday video for Yhan, the gardener that we usually work with, with messages from lots of past volunteers. It turns out that Andrés had put something together for me too! That in itself was a lovely surprise but it didn’t end there. I was stunned when it changed to a video of my best friend of 20 years and continued with messages from my nearest and dearest. I was already crying and then it ended on a video of my grandad which I wasn’t expecting and brought fresh floods. It turns out he had enlisted the help of my sister and Amy loves this kind of thing so went all in. As mentioned earlier, my actual birthday was very chill and ended with cake at water polo training. Sounds perfect to me!

As previously mentioned…

Last but not least, there’s a few things that have been highlights of this year but that I’ve already written about (in depth) so I’m not going to elaborate too much here. I had a couple of great weekends away to the beach, one in Dominical and one in Puerto Viejo. I particularly enjoyed visiting the Nauyaca waterfall near Dominical and my hostel in Playa Cocles, just outside Puerto Viejo, is one of my favourite places I’ve stayed. I also really enjoyed the times when I got to work on some of GVI’s group trips a few months ago. Working with school and university groups is a very different dynamic to the volunteers we have on the Cartago base. The day to day is very different too – here in Cartago we are primarily teaching English but on the group trips, time is split between cultural activities and more environmental volunteer work.

Still to come

These have been the highlights of my time so far but there’s still some things to look forward to in the next few months! We are heading into a busy period with our volunteer numbers getting up to 7 or 8 which is a lot considering that our average number is 3 or 4. I’m looking forward to the change in pace, so far I’ve only had one other group as big as this at the start of this year. In about a month’s time, I’m heading to the region of Guanacaste for the first time to have a weekend in Playas del Coco. Since I got here, I’ve really wanted to find somewhere to dive and this is supposed to be THE place to dive in Costa Rica, particularly to see manta rays and bull sharks. Last but not least, some of my family are coming to visit in September! I’ve already planned their itinerary and I can’t wait to show them Costa Rica.

Work Trips to Paradise

I haven’t written much, if at all, about what my work in Costa Rica actually involves. Some of that is coming, I want to share a little of what my day to day looks like but this isn’t that… yet. Instead, this post is about a great work opportunity I had recently, or more specifically two great opportunities, where I got to do something a little different to my normal. GVI has three bases in Costa Rica, two core bases and one base for groups. Normally I work in the core community base in Cartago, that’s to say a permanent base that works on the regular, mostly education based programmes that run for individuals. There is also the core conservation base in Kéköldi. All participants have to be over 18 (unless coming as part of a family and then they can be 14) and most people come by themselves, although it is possible to come with a friend or partner. 

Another area of GVI is the group trip programme. This most often serves schools or universities but there are also general under 18 programmes which bring together young people who don’t necessarily know each other. This is the type of programme that I did myself in Costa Rica when I was 17. I had the most amazing time and from that point I wanted to work for GVI one day. I was actually initially interested in working on the groups’ side of things before I got my current position, at least in part because of my own experience in 2015. Currently, the groups’ base is in Gandoca in the Limón province on the Caribbean side of Costa Rica. At the start of the season, they were a little short staffed and my base was quiet so I was able to go and fill in!

I helped on two groups, one in March and one in April, both a week long each. The first group was from NYU and it was part of their alternate spring break programme. They were honestly such an easy group, we had no problems and four of them were fluent Spanish speakers which was very helpful! The second group were students from a bilingual French high school in Los Angeles, so all around 16 years old. Working with under 18s was a very different dynamic to the university students that we had previous time, you always had to be on your toes! 

The first step is actually getting the groups to the base. After the groups arrived at the airport in San José we stayed the night there and set off the next day. It’s about a six hour drive to Gandoca in a minibus, driving through Braulio Carrillo national park which, fun fact, has Costa Rica’s only road tunnel going through a mountain. The scenery on the part of the road is stunning and it actually gets a bit chilly, a welcome change before the humid Caribbean weather. We stopped in Cahuita for lunch, a town known for its national park that we would visit at the end of each trip. This area of Costa Rica that includes Cahuita, Puerto Viejo and Gandoca, where the base is, is almost entirely surrounded by Panama. As you drive down one of the last roads of the journey, you can see Panamanian mountains. This area is also home to a lot of banana plantations that line the sides of the road. The bus sometimes has to stop so that the bananas can cross the road! (That’s not the first part of a bad joke, there’s a transportation system of rails that allows bunches of bananas to be quickly, easily and efficiently moved around the planation.)

Gandoca itself is a small town of only around 350 people. The GVI groups programme works in conjunction with a local business called Gandoca Experiential Learning. They provide sustainable experiences focusing on environmental, cultural and adventure activities to promote rural tourism and economic development in the town. As part of that we stay at their accommodation, Posada Casa Tucán Tranquilo, known as Casa Tucán for short. Most of the people that work in Casa Tucán (and most people in Gandoca actually) are family or as good as. Most of the families in Gandoca have been there for generations. There’s always a big welcome from the staff, the place is beautiful and there’s a spread of fresh fruit to eat and coconuts to drink. The rest of this first day was pretty admin heavy, there was a welcome presentation and a risk assessment to get through but at some point there was also a folkloric dance presentation from some of the local children which is a lovely way to kick things off. 

There’s a couple of things that usually happen on the first full day in Gandoca which help to introduce the groups to the community that they’re in and give them some context for the rest of the week. The first thing is a presentation on the history and culture of the town, presented by the founders’ mother and translated by a member of staff or a participant, depending on their level of Spanish. She talked about the history of the town, that her family came here in the 1920s and they were very self-sufficient, they would grow pretty much everything they needed. The families that live there now might not be fully self-sufficient anymore but they still grow a lot of their own food.

In the afternoon, we took the groups out on a tour of the community and down to the lagoon. Like I said, Gandoca is a very small town with one main gravel road that runs through from one end to the other where it stops at the beach. There is a primary school and a high school, although previously the children had to travel over 13 km to the high school in Sixaola on the border with Panama, sometimes by bus but often by foot. There’s a pulpería, basically a corner shop, but no bigger supermarket. There’s a church and there are a few hotels or cabins for tourists to stay in. After walking through town, we split the group in two for half to take a boat through the lagoon and the other to carry on walking and would swap for the way back.

There are a lot of areas of ecological importance in Gandoca, including the lagoon which is a Ramsar site. This means that it’s a wetland of international importance, recognising its biological richness. The lagoon supports the only mangrove forest on the Caribbean coast of Costa Rica and is a very protected area so you can only use electric motors and fishing is limited to fish of a certain size. It’s also a great place to see birds, monkeys, caimans and, if you’re very lucky, a manatee. When there’s been a lot of rain, the lagoon actually links up with the sea. When that happens, it’s not the best time to swim but when we were there it was safe enough to get in the water near the beach. Swimming there was weird because some of the water was super hot but would swirl with super cold water! There were more coconuts to drink and fresh fruit which was delicious. When my group walked back along the beach on the way home, we heard a little from staff members Andrey and Justin about the turtle protection and conservation efforts along Gandoca beach. The whole beach is patrolled every night by volunteers in two shifts across three sections. The threats the turtles face range from poachers to the erosion of the beach. We would learn more about these efforts later in the week and get to contribute to their work. 

As well as participating in a number of cultural activities, many of these group trips are built around volunteering and service work. The high school group from LA in particular had lots of volunteering worked into their schedule because they were all on a programme that required a certain number of hours. With them, one of the things we did was go to the high school where we planted some cassava and plantain that the students will look after and then will be used in the school meals. We also painted a table and benches in bright yellow, pink and blue to spruce them up a bit! With the NYU group, their volunteering was in Casa Tucán’s new plant nursery. Similar to at the school, the idea is to use what they grow in the kitchen, to feed the GVI groups and any other guests they have. Any surplus will be shared with the community or given to the school kitchens. The plant nursery was still very new, nothing had been planted yet, so the volunteers were building up the plant beds and digging holes around the edge so that a roof could be built to protect it from the intense sun and the equally intense rain. It was hot, sweaty work but with lots of water breaks and rotating through the different tasks, we helped make some good progress. 

With the LA group, they had the chance to do a bit more volunteer work. They had two sessions working on cacao farms in the town and over the course of the week they got to see most of the chocolate making process, from harvesting to drying to roasting to grinding the beans. The first step was to cut the ripe cacao pods from the trees. There are two colours of pods – unripe green pods which turn yellow or orange when they are ripe and purple pods which turn red. If there are any black pods, they’ve gone bad so need to be cut from the trees but not collected. The ripe pods were collected and brought back to the group that was opening them, avoiding the many orb weaver spiders on the way! The pods are opened with a machete so that you can take the seeds out. You can eat the seeds at this point but they taste nothing like chocolate. To me, the white flesh tastes like soursop (guanabana in Spanish) or maybe pear and if you bite into the bean, it’s purple and very bitter. Another day on another cacao farm, rather than collecting the pods, we were doing some maintenance on the trees. We had some people raking around the base of the tree and others cutting off the sucker plants that take nutrients away from the main tree. We were supposed to be there for about two hours but we did roughly forty minutes in the end because the mosquitos were the worst that I’ve ever seen! Once you have the beans, they go into the drier for the fermentation process. Once you have the dried beans, you roast them over a fire and peel them. If you taste the cacao now it’s still bitter, but crunchy with a slightly smoky, almost coffee flavour. Lastly (for us anyway) you grind the beans into a paste. This is where we stopped the process. That evening we mixed the paste with water (or you can use milk) and a little sugar to make hot chocolate!

A very important part of the group’s experience is the turtle conservation part. Gandoca is a nesting site for three of the world’s seven sea turtle species, mostly leatherback but also hawksbill and green turtles. With all groups, they start with a presentation about turtles from Andrey who is extremely knowledgeable. He has spent decades doing this work, both in Gandoca and elsewhere. Andrey does a lot of work with COASTS, the Costa Rican Alliance for Sea Turtle Conservation Science, a grassroots non-profit organisation that he and his wife founded. Sea turtles return to the same region, if not the same beach, that they were born on when it comes time to nest. Turtles only nest at night, crawling out of the ocean to dig an egg pit. From every 1000 eggs that are laid, only one will make it to adulthood which I found to be a shocking statistic!

The second part is a turtle walk along Gandoca beach in the evening, leaving around 8pm and finishing anytime between 10pm and midnight, depending on the group and the weather. Every night COASTS have volunteers patrolling the beach to protect the turtles from poachers and keep track of them. You have to wear all black and no phones are allowed on the beach to keep the environment as natural and undisturbed as possible. When we did need to use a torch, it had to be a red light. If turtles feel disturbed once they come out of the water, they can do what is known as a false crawl which is when they return to the ocean without laying any eggs. We were out for a couple of hours before we had to come in early because of the rain. I went again the next night with a smaller group but we didn’t see turtles either night. Both the trips I was on were at the start of the turtle nesting season so chances were slim but it was still nice to be out on the beach in the evening.

Another activity during the week that counts both as volunteering work and also contributes to the sea turtle conservation efforts is the beach clean. We actually focused more on pulling up roots and vines in the areas that the turtles like to nest rather than plastic, although obviously we also picked up any rubbish that we saw. At some points on the beach, there were some huge logs in the way but with a team of 8 or 10 people, it was light work! Even under the very hot sun, doing pretty physical work, the groups both got really into it. I think a beach clean gives you that immediate feeling of satisfaction and it’s easy to see the difference you’ve made. After one of the beach cleans and after some of the volunteering work with one group, we took them to the local football field to have some free time to let off some steam. Some of the students got into football games with whichever locals were around, others were passing around a volleyball and others making the most of the pitch being one of the only spots in town where you can get phone signal! 

While the volunteering and conservation work are important parts of the group trips, it’s also a chance for the students to get to know more about Costa Rican culture. Part of this is a Spanish class or more specifically ‘Talk like a Tico’! There’s not enough time to start from scratch with any students that don’t speak Spanish but then there are also some students that are already fluent in Spanish. With such a mix of abilities, the Spanish class focuses more on Costa Rican slang. For example, ‘el tico no trabaja, el tico bretea’, ‘tico’ being a Costa Rican and ‘bretear’ being the word they use for work instead of ‘trabajar’. If you want to learn any of it, have a look at a video on YouTube called Gringo Pinto! 

There is also a cooking class because food is such an important part of culture. All the GVI groups learn how to make tamales, a very traditional dish that is made across Latin America. The preparation is a little different from country to country and even regionally so these are Caribbean Costa Rican tamales, before anyone disagrees! It is made with a corn based dough that is filled with meat, vegetables and rice and wrapped in a banana leaf for cooking. The banana leaves that are used as wrapping have to be prepared before you can use them so they get wiped clean, cut down to size, and the strong centre vein of the banana leaf is separated to tie the tamal. The corn had been cooking over a wood fire the day before and the first thing to do was grind it up. The massa is mixed with spices, salsa lizano (a staple in Costa Rican cooking that is like a thicker Worcestershire sauce) and some of the cooking juices from whatever meat is being used. Every tamal gets some rice, potato, onion, carrot and pepper and then we had a range of other fillings. Pork is traditional but we also had chicken or you can leave them without for the vegans and vegetarians. We also separated some of the massa so it wouldn’t have the meat stock in it. When it comes to wrapping the tamales, you have to make sure it’s tied nice and tight so that no water can get in during the cooking because that ruins the flavour and texture. We made them in the morning so there was time for them to cook during the afternoon and then we ate them for dinner! 

Probably my favourite part of the whole week was the 10 km hike from one side of the Gandoca-Manzanillo Wildlife Refuge to the other. We started on Gandoca beach at around 7.30am so that we could get a good distance out of the way before it got too hot. We walked along the beach for about an hour which was the most physically demanding part because the loose sand is harder to walk on. Beyond that it was mostly in the jungle with a few short stretches on the beach further along. It was so fun, such a nice level of difficulty, a good pace and so beautiful! Some of the most challenging moments were steep slopes that were a bit muddy because I only had trainers without much grip to them but I managed not to fall! Not everyone can say the same… What made these sections even more difficult is that a lot of the trees along the path are pochotes that have thick spikes all over the trunks so if you do slip or fall, you absolutely can’t reach out to catch yourself on the tree or risk shredding your hand to pieces. At around the halfway point we stopped at a coconut farm for a break, fresh coconuts included! What could be better? It was a breathtaking place to rest, ready for the second half of the hike. 

With the NYU group, we completed the hike in four and a half hours. They were the first trip of the year but compared to the groups from last year they were second fastest, coming in after the group of high level student athletes so they did well! The LA group finished in five and a half hours, we just had a few more breaks along the way with them. The hike ended inside the main part of the Manzanillo national park where we managed to see a sloth! After a long hike, we had a well deserved lunch at a local restaurant of a very typical Caribbean dish, pollo caribeño and rice ‘n’ beans. To get back to Gandoca, rather than walk the opposite way back, we got a couple of boats which was great because both times I did it I saw turtles! 

On the last morning of each trip, after saying goodbye to most of the team in Gandoca and leaving the lovely Casa Tucán behind, we head up to Cahuita, another national park on the coast. It’s not a huge park and entrance is by donation for anyone visiting. There’s only really one trail that heads along to an absolutely stunning beach, the perfect place to have a swim before you head back down the same path to the entrance again. Even though it’s small, there’s so much to see in Cahuita! Every time I’ve been there, I’ve seen at least three sloths and most of them were quite low in the trees. There’s also lots of monkeys, sometimes howler monkeys or capuchin monkeys. It’s also possible to see morpho butterflies floating lazily through the air, easy to spot because of their bright blue colour. With a good guide (which we had, Braulio from Casa Tucán), you can also see the harder to spot animals like tiny poison dart frogs or bright yellow eyelash viper snakes. 

After lunch in Cahuita, it’s back into the bus for the final five hours to San José. Both groups had a night there and left at the end of the following day. With the NYU group, I had actually already arranged to have a weekend in Puerto Viejo, the most touristy town in the same area as Gandoca, Manzanillo and Cahuita. Because the group programme was short staffed and I was helping them out at the last minute, I was able to stay in Puerto Viejo so missed the final day with the NYU group. I was there for the second group with the LA school though. It’s much more relaxed than the rest of the week because after such a jam packed schedule, everyone was pretty exhausted! There was some admin to be done, a goodbye presentation, feedback and reflection and then we went to the national museum and San Jose’s central market to wrap things up. 

I really enjoyed the two group trips that I worked on. It was really interesting to see a different side of what GVI does and I loved working with the partners in Gandoca as well. For the first group, with NYU, it was just me and Indie who manages the groups programme but for the LA group we also had Isa who worked on some of the groups last year. It was a great team to be a part of and I’m very pleased that I got to have this experience! For now, it’s back to Cartago and normal life but it wasn’t so bad working in paradise for a while.

A Tale of Two Beach Trips

Before the blog posts move from Panama on to Colombia, I’m going to take another short break to write about a few different things. First up, I am almost nine months into living in Costa Rica (and there might be something coming soon to celebrate that!) which I can barely believe. Obviously one of the things I love about living abroad is the opportunity to get to know new places and make the most of where I am by travelling around. Unfortunately, for a variety of reasons, it hasn’t been as easy to travel while I’ve been here, although I have managed to fit in a few weekends away and also been able to travel with work a little bit. Today, I’m telling you a tale of two beach trips, one to Dominical on the Pacific coast of Costa Rica and one to Puerto Viejo on the Caribbean coast.

Before Christmas, I didn’t really travel much because I was saving my pennies to be able to visit my sister in her new home in the British Virgin Islands. However, I knew that I wanted to go away for the weekend around my birthday as a treat to myself. Initially, the main requirement was just that it was by the beach because I needed some time by the ocean. I decided on Dominical, a tiny town on the Pacific coast, in between Manuel Antonio and Uvita. It is basically two roads, one down from the main highway that has all of the shops and restaurants on it and then another that runs along the beach. Dominical is a popular surfing spot so the town has some of that laid back, no shoes kind of energy to it. However, this area is home to a lot of Americans who have bought property so it has developed to accommodate that as well, with more upmarket options. I really liked Dominical, it was perfect for the weekend break I wanted but I will say that it is overwhelmingly filled with tourists, mostly Americans. It feels like that takes away some of the authenticity and maybe some of the charm of it. That’s not to say it’s not worth visiting! I just think it’s important to bear in mind.

The main reason I chose Dominical, other than wanting to be by the beach, was because it’s the best jumping off point for visiting the Nauyaca waterfall which had been recommended to me by a friend. From Dominical, I got the 6.20am bus towards San Isidro and asked the driver to let me know when we got to the waterfall. It was about 500 colones (70p) and only about 20 minutes. It sounds really early but it meant that I got there right when the ticket office opened at 7am and otherwise it can be tricky to get there and back by public transport. If you arrive by public transport, there is a bus back to Dominical that passes at 12,20, stopping at the bus stop just opposite the ticket office. It also meant that after I had hiked through, I was one of the first people there and by the time I was leaving it was only just starting to get busy. There are a few options when it comes to tickets. I went for the cheapest, $10 just for access which means hiking 5 km either way. You can also pay $32 to take a pick up truck both ways or pay an extra 6000 colones on top of the access fee to get the truck just on the way back. There are also horseback riding tours for $80-90.

The first stretch is 2 km of paved road down to the car park that is very steep! It took me twenty minutes going down but I reckon it would have been double that walking up. From there, the road is more of a track, clear enough but a bit bumpy and I imagine it would be muddy if it had rained a lot. Most of it was flat or with a slight incline with some steeper stretches for about 3.5 km. The second section took me an hour on the way there and only 35 minutes on the way back because it was mostly downhill. Only a couple of people passed me on foot and 300m from the end, the first pick-up truck that you can take went past and I got a big cheer from everyone on board which was lovely. Even though I started early, it was already very hot and humid! I recommend bringing lots of water, electrolytes and some snacks because there’s nothing after the ticket office, though there are taps with drinking water at the entrance to the falls themselves. It was pretty much my perfect hike, not too long, not too hard and beautiful. I really enjoyed the walk, it’s a lovely area with beautiful surroundings and has the best reward when you get to the end of it.

Nauyaca is technically made up of two falls, the upper and the lower ones. You can swim at both but I think it’s nicer in the lower falls. I went along to the upper falls first and they really are quite impressive. They have such height to them. I’ve seen a lot of waterfalls over the years, they’re a dime a dozen across Central America, and sometimes they can feel the same or a bit disappointing but I thought this one was really special. There was something about the way the sun, which hadn’t risen over the top of the falls yet, reflected off the water falling over the top that made it seem like a scene out of an anime film. I lounged around reading my book for a while, enjoying the peace before many other people arrived before going for a swim. A top tip for getting photos of yourself when you’re on your own: ask the group of Gen Z girls that have just been having a photoshoot!

I made sure to leave in plenty of time for the bus I wanted to get back down to Dominical. I passed a lot of people on my way out and there were already a lot more at the falls when I left so I think going early, particularly on a Saturday, was a smart thing to do. It only took me 40 minutes to walk back to the car park where I took a break. As I started walking back up to the road (which, as I had imagined, was much worse uphill), I managed to hitch a ride with a couple I had spoken to earlier. It was definitely a more bearable journey that way! 

The bus back down to Dominical was supposed to pass by at 12.20 but it was a little late. Once I made it back to my hostel, I made some lunch and spent the rest of the afternoon reading my book in a hammock. That’s pretty much my happy place so I was very content. This feels like a good moment to give a massive recommendation to the hostel I stayed in, Cool Vibes. From what I can tell it’s one of only two hostels in Dominical. I loved it, everyone was really friendly, the staff were helpful, there’s a big kitchen, lots of chill common spaces and a small pool for relaxing. I was in a dorm with a mosquito net and a personal fan which was helpful for the heat. It’s actually right next door to the other hostel in town which I read some bad reviews about and looked a bit dingy, although it also looked like it was under renovation.

Cool Vibes is also less than 100m from the beach! Caribbean beaches in Costa Rica are generally deemed to be a bit nicer but the Pacific coast has one big advantage – the sunsets are beautiful! I took advantage of this and went down to the beach both evenings I was there (I arrived just after dark on my first night so missed the sunset). Then, after getting up at 5.30am, I was in need of an early night! 

On my second full day, I wanted to walk to the neighbouring beach, Dominicalito. It’s supposed to be nicer than Playa Dominical with smaller waves better for beginner surfers (not that I was surfing) and for swimming. You can walk all the way along the main beach, cut up onto the road briefly and then back down onto Dominicalito. It was beautiful! It took just under an hour to walk there, I’m not quite sure exactly how long because I stopped a couple of times to talk to a friend or to read and enjoy the view. Once I had arrived on Domincalito and spent a bit of time there, I walked out of the main entrance to the beach and stopped for a smoothie at Kunjani Cafe, between the beach and my next destination. I had an orange and passion fruit smoothie while trying to finish my book which was my mission for the weekend. Along the road from Kunjani, across the river and up the hill a little there is a track off the road that leads to another waterfall! Very different from Nauyaca, Poza Azul is a lovely wee spot, entrance is free which is a bit of a rarity in Costa Rica and it’s usually pretty quiet. The water was quite low because it hasn’t been raining a lot but the pool is still quite deep at the centre. Deep enough anyway to use the rope swing at the edge of the pool but not enough to jump of the top off the falls, although apparently you can at times!

From here I headed home, spent more time in the hammock during the afternoon, finished my book and headed down to the beach for sunset. I had decided to take myself out for a nice dinner on my last night (otherwise I was making food in the hostel to save money) because this was, after all, my birthday trip! I went to a place called Phat Noodle where I had a delicious pad thai with pulled pork which was an unexpectedly good combination. The staff were also super friendly and very surprised when I actually spoke Spanish!

The next day I headed back to Cartago, down a different route than I had taken to arrive that basically went through two national parks, Tapanti and Los Quetzales. It reminded me a lot of driving through the mountains on the way to Candelaria in Honduras. This was my first weekend away to explore Costa Rica since I arrived in October and it reminded me how much I love to travel. Almost as soon as I got home, I booked another trip for not long after!

This second trip was also to the beach but on the opposite side of the country. Around Easter we had a few extra days off school and the volunteers were all planning on travelling that weekend as well. That gave me a long weekend to play with, making a trip to the Caribbean side a lot more worthwhile as it’s a little further than the Pacific. I ended up being in the area for the week prior, helping on a GVI school group programme (more on that soon) which worked out to give me an extra day so I was actually there for four full days. The main town that people visit on the Caribbean coast is Puerto Viejo, a very laid back place. It’s popular with surfers, hippies and Costa Ricans alike. The area is also known for having more of a mix of cultures, blending Costa Rican culture with afro-caribbean influences and aspects of the indigenous Bribri culture.

I actually opted to stay in Playa Cocles, 1.5 km down the road from the centre of Puerto Viejo. I was staying at the fabulous Playa 506 Beachfront Hostel and it really is right on the beach. I stayed in a 6 bed female dorm and paid a bit extra to have air con which I really appreciated. There’s a restaurant and bar on site but they’re quite expensive in my opinion. Saying that, I did treat myself to a cocktail the size of my head on the first night! There’s also a big kitchen where you can cook and a supermarket a five minute walk away. From the restaurant you can walk 20 metres to get onto the beach. It was the perfect place to relax and in the perfect location with the beach just out the back of the hostel. I think this beach is much nicer than any in town and the water is cleaner for swimming in as well. It’s also a good place to base yourself with Puerto Viejo and Cahuita on one side and Punta Uva and Manzanillo on the other.

After what had been a busy week with work, I went to bed early and slept for 12 hours! The plan for the first day was that there was no plan. I spent a bit of time on the beach but there was a shaded hammock area between the hostel and the beach where I spent most of the weekend. I did rouse myself a little more the next day and headed into Puerto Viejo. I was meeting a friend who was passing through on her way to the GVI conservation base in nearby Kéköldi. We went for breakfast at a place called Bread and Chocolate which was great. There are a lot of good food choices in Puerto Viejo, nice coffee shops, brunch spots and bakeries. There are also lots of bars and a good nightlife but I was having a more chill time so didn’t experience these for myself. Another spot worth a visit is Gelateria Deelite where I had incredible pistachio and tiramisu ice cream.

Through the work I had been doing in the area I had met a local tour guide and took the chance to join him on a tour one day. I joined a tour with a British and a French woman to a cacao farm and medicinal plant garden in the indigenous town called Bribri. It was so interesting, there were so many plants growing around the place that I never would have noticed by myself. So many of them can and still are used to treat many different conditions and illnesses. There was also a frog nursery where we saw poison dart frogs. We got to take some cacao beans through the whole process of roasting, crushing, grinding and then making the paste into a drink. It’s very bitter, a bit too much for me, but I loved it when we put some of the chocolate paste into a roasted banana.

It was really interesting to learn more about the Bribri culture as well. The language of Bribri is still spoken but much less than it previously was. We learnt some phrases in Bribri during the tour like ‘miska‘ which means let’s go, ‘weske‘ means come in and ‘mia mia‘ means thank you. The language has been taught in schools since 1985 but by then, some of the damage was already done and the language was on the decline. Nowadays there is more of an effort being made, you can study Bribri at the University of Costa Rica, but in general there is a worry that outside influences and especially new technology and the digital space are threatening the preservation of the Bribri language and culture. The name Bribri comes from the word for ‘strong’ in their language and families are organised into matrilineal clans. This means that the lineage is passed down through the mother. Women also have very important roles within the society, they are the only people who can own land and the only ones allowed to prepare the cacao drink that is very important to many of their rituals. In the early 20th century, the Bribri faced some land struggles because of the presence of the United Fruit Company who forced the Bribri off their territory in order to plant bananas. After much opposition and issues with disease on the plantations, the United Fruit Company completely withdrew from the region of Talamanca, taking everything including the railways they had built. In 1977, the Costa Rican government created indigenous reserves including for the Bribri. This granted them control land ownership although some legal settlers from before 1977 have refused to leave, causing tensions.

The second part of the tour was a visit to the Bribri waterfall for a swim. The water was lovely and cold and you could swim all the way up to the waterfall. When we climbed back up from the waterfall, the guy who owns and charges for the parking (actual access to the waterfall is free) has coffee, pejibaye (a weird fruit that tastes a little like a sweet potato and is eaten with mayo, called a peach palm in English) and pineapple on offer for guests. You can also buy a cold coconut and pay a little more to make it a coco loco, a rum based cocktail. He is also a musician and if you’re lucky you might get a tune, not that he needs much persuading!

For my last full day I wanted to make the most of the many beautiful beaches up and down this part of the coast. I rented a bike from my hostel ($10 for 24 hours or $7 for a half day) and wanted to cycle to Punta Uva. I actually went to Playa Grande first, around the far side of Punta Uva. A lot of the beaches blend into one another so Playa Grande actually merges into the beach in the town of Manzanillo but it can be a bit busier at that end because there’s the entrance to the Gandoca-Manzanillo Wildlife Refuge. Playa Grande was super quiet, just one small surf class happening and otherwise I had it to myself. Next I stopped at the actual Punta Uva beach which is supposed to be great for snorkelling but it was absolutely packed! Because I was there the weekend before Easter, there were a lot of Costa Rican holidaymakers and this beach is actually quite small so I didn’t stay. On the way back to the hostel, I stopped off at what I think is part of Playa Chiquita. It was quiet and there was a spot in the shade where I lay for a while to enjoy the peace and quiet.

Another early night and then a 5.30am bus took me back to Cartago and back to real life. There’s still much of Costa Rica that I want to explore, I haven’t been to the very popular La Fortuna with the Arenal volcano, I’m desperate to get to Tortuguero National Park, preferably during turtle season, and I also have Uvita during whale season on my list. I’ve also never been to the region of Guanacaste which is known for having gorgeous beaches! It gives me a few things to plan and look forward to over the next few months. Finding a balance between work and pleasure is something that I’m still trying to figure out as well as balancing the budget sheet but I hope there’s a happy medium to be found. Wherever I get to next, you’ll be sure to hear about it!

Panama City

Panama City is unlike any other place I’ve been in Central America. It is a large metropolis and doesn’t look like anywhere else in the region with its skyscrapers on one side and colonial town on the other. After a week and a half of discovering everything else that Panama has to offer (and it’s a lot!), finishing in the nation’s capital felt like a must. It was our last stop in Panama, a country that really surprised me and that I really enjoyed. Panama City wasn’t my favourite of the places that we visited but I still had a great time!

Getting from Boquete to Panama City involved a long travel day, 10 hours in total. Our hostel was called Magnolia Inn and honestly, it was like a luxury hostel that felt a little more like a hotel. I really liked it though it wasn’t necessarily the most sociable place as a lot of people seemed to be there as part of a group or a family. This didn’t bother us too much because as you’ll read about later, we actually knew a number of people who were in Panama City at the same time as us! The hostel itself was beautiful, had a great big kitchen, a HIGHLY air conditioned lounge (no complaints here!) and is very central in the neighbourhood of Casco Viejo. This is the old district of Panama city. It’s a UNESCO World Heritage site and dates back to 1673, although it all looks pretty new as there has been a big effort to renovate it recently. One day we did a walking tour to learn a little bit more and while it was interesting, I also thought the guide was a little dry. He clearly knew his stuff but I think he suffered from having done it so many times because it was all a bit rote. It was still good to be led around Casco Viejo a little more, see some new areas and learn a little more.

There’s obviously one thing that comes to mind when most people think of Panama City and we’ll get there but we actually did a lot of other great things! At Hannah’s request we went to MAC Panama, the modern art museum. Sometimes modern art goes a little over my head but I really enjoyed this museum, especially the exhibition ‘Esto es lo que hay‘ by Donna Conlan and Jonathon Harker. It wasn’t trying too hard to be clever, it just was clever and it was fun! The exhibit called itself ‘una retrospectiva seriamente juguetona‘ – a seriously playful flashback. One video used empty bottles of national beer to play the American national anthem, also used as a drinking song by a London gentlemen’s club. The names of the Panamanian beers – Panamá, Soberana and Balboa – reflect aspects of the country’s history and identity, evoking the complex relationship between Panama and the US and shows how national symbols can be arbitrary and deceiving.

After visiting the MAC, Hannah had another request. She wanted to head to the well known Mercado de Mariscos (the seafood market) to try ceviche! Ceviche is a classic dish in Panama and I had never had it before but I have to say, I’m not the biggest fan. We made a bad choice with the black conch because it was extremely chewy but the white fish and shrimp options were better. Some other good spots for food and drink that we tried in Panama City- Tantalo has a great rooftop bar and so does the Selina hostel, both in Casco Viejo. We ate twice at Nomada Eatery, near our hostel. The food was decent but more importantly it’s cheap, the vibes were good and we had a good time sheltering from the rain playing Jenga one night. Panama can be a little more expensive than its Central American neighbours (other than Costa Rica) so La 10 is a great place to save some money! Beers and cocktails are all $1.65 and they also have cheap small plates (though they’re not very good).

A pleasant surprise was Parque Metropolitano, a massive park in the centre of the city which is the perfect place for some hiking, to hang out with some turtles, see sloths and get a great view of the city. It was lovely to have such a big green space in the centre of such a large metropolis and it only costs $1 for nationals and $4 for foreigners. The park boasts almost 300 species of birds, 64 mammal species, 39 species of reptiles and 21 of amphibians. There are a selection of trails but even the most challenging is pretty short and manageable. There are lots of things to look at which makes the perfect excuse to stop for a breather if you need to! It was the kind of hiking that I like where it wasn’t really hiking, more of just a walk around. It was a bit steep up the final bit to the viewpoint but it was nice to look out over the city in one direction and then out to the canal on the other side.

Now time for the main event, or almost. Something I would recommend doing before you visit the Panama canal itself is to visit the Canal Museum which is in Casco Viejo. Visiting the museum before the canal gave us more context for what we saw the next day. There’s so much information inside, some of which I found a little dry, but some really interesting and you can pick and choose the areas where you want to spend more time. One area that I was particularly impressed with was the booth where anyone can go in and record their own account of the events of December 1989, the US invasion of Panama. I think this is an incredible use of the museum to allow anyone who has a story to tell to share their own experience and to make it accessible to everyone visiting the museum. History should be told by the people who lived it but often it’s only a very limited and specific group of people who get that opportunity. Particularly in the case of much more recent history, where the effects might still be unfolding and the experiences are still fresh, I think it’s important to record that. I would love to see more of this in museums.

When it finally came to visiting the canal itself, I was really looking forward to it! I’ve always been quite fascinated by the idea of the canal so it was my one non-negotiables of our visit. To get to the canal, there are various tours or you can just do it yourself. It’s a bit difficult by bus so Hannah and I plus another friend went via taxi. Our first taxi driver in Panama City was super friendly and had given us his number in case we needed anything. He took us to the canal, waited for 1.5 hours and took us back for $30 total (he also gave us some information on things that we passed on the way). It took us about 20 minutes to get there from where we were staying in Casco Viejo (with no traffic on a Saturday morning). We got there at 8am because we had been advised that the last boat of the morning would be passing through around then and there wouldn’t be another until 2.30pm. I definitely think it’s worth asking around about these timings to make sure that you don’t make the trip out there for nothing.

Saying that, all the tour groups had the same idea so it was very busy! Luckily we got through just in time to see the last boat make its way through, even if it was over the heads of a crowd. Other than watching the boats go through, there is also a 45 min film narrated by Morgan Freeman included in your entrance fee. It was interesting but there were a few areas that I think it glossed over. It’s the only other thing to see around the canal which is why I think going to the museum before is a good idea because you can approach the (very positively framed) film a bit more critically. The most interesting thing I learnt about the canal (although I can’t actually remember where) was related to the tariffs that boats pay to go through. This is calculated by weight and a modern cargo ship can expect to pay around $800,000. The smallest fee was only 36 cents and was charged to travel writer Richard Halliburton in 1928 when he swam the length of the canal!

Overall, I was really pleased that I finally got to visit somewhere that I’ve been interested in for years. A big part of what made it so great was our taxi driver, Ariel! He was the first person Hannah and I met in Panama as he took us from the bus station to our hostel when we arrived. We immediately warmed to him after he found out we were from Scotland and started talking about the Scottish boxer, Ken Buchanan. He was a huge fan and even though we had never heard of him, Ariel’s enthusiasm was infectious! He gave us his number in case we needed a lift anywhere else while we were in Panama City and we ended up using him a few times, both for the canal and then to go to the airport. He was good fun, kept things appropriate, acted as a bit of a tour guide on the way to the canal and then changed a flat tire in about five minutes on the way home! On the way out of Casco Viejo to the canal, we also got a view of Ancon Hill, the home of the largest Panamanian flag! Ancon Hill was previously controlled by the US government and was home to administration for the canal. In 1977, Panama was given back control over the canal and the flag the size of a football field was erected here as a symbol of Panama’s sovereignty.

Panama City was a really special place for me because of the people we met or reconnected with. From my time working in France, I actually have a friend from Panama City who I had reached out to before we arrived. Mafe gave us some recommendations (going to Parque Metropolitano was her idea so thank you!). We had a bit of a chaotic afternoon when we tried to meet up with her. We agreed on meeting at the Amador causeway, a 6km strip extending into the ocean away from the city, built out of the rock excavated from the Panama canal! We got dropped at the far end of the causeway, planning to walk back but we definitely underestimated the heat that day! What was cool though was that from the beautiful weather on the causeway, we could look over the water to the skyscrapers of the city and see dark clouds and rain rolling in. Eventually we caught up with Mafe and her friend Ricardo at a restaurant. It was great to see her again and a lovely reminder that the world is a small place!

There were others that we got to reconnect with while in Panama City, all people that we had met in the Lost and Found hostel. Makenzie, an American girl who we had arrived at Lost and Found with, arrived to our dorm in Magnolia Inn and came to the canal with us. We also got to see the Dutch trio, meeting up with them for some food, drinks and an embarrassingly bad game of beer pong! They were such a lovely group and we were sad that we didn’t get to see more of them. Saying that, we did see one of their number, Tomas, when we were in Colombia but Livia and Youri headed home from Panama City. We also saw more of Makenzie in Colombia, right before flying home.

This brings me to the end of our time in Panama. Initially, Panama was only really meant to act as a stopover between Honduras and Colombia. It was also going to be the last country I had to cross off in Central America, I can now say that I’ve visited them all! But in the end, it was so much more than this. Panama has such a variety of things to offer, the infrastructure is pretty good for tourists, I found the people to be welcoming and helpful and I think that it attracts a type of traveller that I’m likely to get along with (maybe with the exception of the party hotspot of Bocas del Toro). Now that I’m living in Costa Rica, Panama is just next door and I’m definitely hoping to get back there again!

Boquete

After leaving the Lost and Found hostel on the side of a mountain in Panama, we really didn’t go very far to our next destination, Boquete. As the crow flies, it’s less than 50km away although it’s almost three times that distance by road. We had a packed few days here although when we first arrived, all we knew was that Hannah wanted to climb the volcano and that I did not! Boquete is known for the Barú volcano, the highest point in Panama. It’s an all day hike that many do overnight in order to watch the sunrise from the top. You can actually see Volcán Baru, the background to Boquete, from the terrace of Lost and Found!

The view of Volcán Baru from Lost and Found hostel

I actually really enjoyed our few days in Boquete, not just because the weather was a bit cooler and fresher. Despite this, and arriving on an air-conditioned chicken bus (quite the novelty!), things quickly went downhill when we were trying to find our hostel. We stayed in Blasina Beer Hostel which was associated with the town’s brewing company. Originally we were booked in somewhere else but when we were staying in Lost and Found we found out that we could get a discount at Blasina so we cancelled and rebooked. It was about half the price of the other place which was great but it wasn’t my favourite hostel. It was pretty simple, not much of an atmosphere and there were ants in the room (not uncommon but annoying). It was also impossible to find! The original location that we headed to (according to Google Maps) was next to the brewing company but it was a construction site and clearly being renovated. We had no idea where to go and I could not for the life of me find a number to call. We managed to get on the still functional wifi and found a different location on Hostelworld. We headed to the second spot but it just looked like a normal house, not a hostel. We asked in the sandwich shop across the road and the owner wasn’t sure but phoned someone to ask where Blasina was. It turns out that it was somewhere else entirely but Nuria, the lovely sandwich shop owner, drove us there (only a few minutes away) and helped us find the right place.

Hannah decided to get her climb of the volcano out of the way on our first day, leaving at 3am in order to try and get to the top for sunrise. Unfortunately, the weather was terrible so she couldn’t see anything! She still enjoyed the climb, though she said it was pretty hard. I had most of the day to myself but there wasn’t anything in particular that I wanted to do. In fact, I didn’t want to do much at all! I went for a walk in the morning that had me almost literally bump into a German couple, Jennifer and Victor, who we had met at our previous hostel! They had decided at the last minute to come to Boquete for a night and were also staying in Blasina so I offered to walk them there otherwise they would never find it! For the afternoon I found a nice coffee and chocolate shop called The Perfect Pair and settled there to work on a blog.

I met Hannah back at the hostel when she finished and she was on a high, not tired at all! We went for a walk to see some more of the town together. Right across the road from Blasina there was this incredible bookshop called Librería Bloise. It’s like a treasure trove of second hand books in both English and Spanish, of all genres and a great place to peruse the packed shelves. Later in the evening, we met Vincent and Jennifer at the Boquete Brewing Company because it was linked with our hostel and we got a discount. It was a fun place to hang out and try some of their specialty beers. There is also a food truck in the court yard called Aqui Va la Niña that sells incredible burgers! They are the perfect accompaniment to some beers.

There are some aguas termales outside Boquete that we considered going to the following day but they were a bit difficult to get to by public transport. Another popular thing to do in Boquete is a coffee tour but Hannah and I were already planning on doing that in Colombia so we were looking for something else. We settled on something that was a little different for us, visiting the Jungla de Panamá, a wildlife sanctuary a $5 taxi ride outside of Boquete (it’s best to arrange with the driver to come back and pick you up). We basically got a private tour to see all the animals, including giving Daisy the spider monkey some fruit! We also got to meet the monkeys, coati, goats, horse, rabbits and birds. A lot of the animals, including Lupita the coati, were pets and were given up and brought to the sanctuary. Hannah loved the birds the most, I… did not. I prefer birds from a distance but I did have a nice chat with Paco the parrot! It was a $25 entrance fee which I personally think was very steep, especially considering it only took an hour to see everything. Everything I had seen online said that it was free or donations as well. I think $10-15 would be a much more appropriate price point. We still stayed when we discovered the price because we had already arranged for our taxi to come back in an hour and a half and at least the money is going to a good cause. A side note, it was all in Spanish and I’m not sure if it would be possible, at least in as much detail, in English.

In the afternoon, we were also doing something a little unexpected. That might be the word to describe Boquete in general, maybe because I didn’t have that many expectations to begin with, but it was all good! Remember the coffee shop, The Perfect Pair, where I went while Hannah was climbing the volcano? Well, we went back there to do a chocolate making class! It was $39 for a two hour class with a free drink included and three chocolate bars to take home at the end. We were initially a bit sceptical about the price but it was absolutely worth it in the end. We had Christina guiding us through the chocolate making process. She was fantastic, engaging, fun and really knew her stuff! Some chocolate facts that I learnt in the workshop – beans are fermented for 7-9 days, they spend 2-3 days drying in the sun and then are roasted for 40 mins at 142ºC. If chocolate tastes too bitter, then it has been roasted for too long or at too high a temperature. Roasting is what gives chocolate the nutty flavour. The Perfect Pair wasn’t using their own cocoa beans yet, they are two years into growing their own supply but it takes 4-5 years for them to be ready. The Perfect Pair uses their own cocoa butter instead of oil to mix with the blended cacao nibs as it is solid and keeps the chocolate from melting as easily. Oil is extracted from a second batch of cacao and the remnants are used to make cocoa powder! The province of Bocas del Toro produces the most cacao in Panama because of the higher temperatures. We got to use coloured milk powder to make patterns for our chocolate bars and then we tempered the melted chocolate which means cooling it down from around 37º to around 25º so it has a nice shine and snap. There’s a machine that does it for big batches but we did it by hand which involves spreading it across the countertop and moving it around. We added toppings like various nuts, coconut or Oreos after we poured the chocolate into the mould and voila! We had our own, handcrafted chocolate bars!

Our last night in Boquete was a relaxed affair. At this point in the trip, budget strings were bring pulled a little tighter so we started cooking for ourselves a little more. In Honduras, it’s generally just as cheap to go out as buy groceries, especially if you eat at the comedores. Panama was a bit more expensive and we still had a while to go on the trip so we wanted to make our money go further. It was also nice to choose exactly what we wanted to make as well. We spent the evening cooking some mac and cheese with a nice salad. Hannah went on a walk after we ate but came back to get me because she’d stumbled on an artisan’s market that she wanted to show me! It was a great wee find, good for some souvenirs and to add to my ever growing earring collection. Then it was off to bed early before a big travel day to Panama City!