The Lost City

After a weekend of sailing at the country club and two more days of wining and dining in Bogota, I decided last night that it was time to take a break from the lifestyles of the rich and famous. Patricia, my wonderful host, dropped me off at the Avianca airport terminal on her way to work this morning. I caught a flight north to Barranquilla, then a taxi to Santa Marta and then a bus to Taganga...and boom, I was sipping a beer on the sandy Caribbean coastline. Tomorrow I am taking off on a six day trek into the jungle to discover the ruins of the Tayrona empire - el Ciudad Perdida. So don´t be worried if you don´t hear for me for a few weeks. I´ll probably be sipping cocktails with Indiana Jones on some tropical island off the coast of Venezuela somewhere.