... Dave the rave "did one" back to London town
...(although watch out!... No one is safe from his bedknobs and broomsticks impression)
Becca and I on the other hand headed back to the North east coast to find the lost city ...
Magic Tour would help us do this by feeding us a serious intake of carbohydrates...
(...one meal consisting of rice, pasta, corn, yam, plantain AND bread)
...these dudes... on the other hand would "supposedly" keep us safe from the FARC...
...After 5 days of wadding through rivers and clambering around in mud... I nearly got myself clean booted out of (an unsuspecting) taxi fare for smelling "unreasonable"
(...unreasonable by "his standards")...
We (Becca and I) were heading for Taganga... a small fishing village 10 mins up the coast from Santa Marta, (primarily to clean up and) rest out mosquito ridden bodies before her imminent departure 4 days later...
Those were some good 5 weeks but (unfortunately) this Colo is once again Solo
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