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May 17. Of huts and coconuts.

We get up with the sunrise and row back to the Koala. It's only 8am when we have some breakfast and sail for some ten minutes to another island we readily agree to call "Monkey Island 2". This time, we start building shelters. DJ swiftly erects some fragile structure with palmleaves and a flagpole with ...

May 16. San Blas, Narcisso, and Monkey Island.

Big red starfish, the pristine beaches of small deserted islands surrounded by turqoise water, rippling like millions of natural mirrors. It's so beautiful here! We arrive in the San Blas archipelago. Fabien anchors next to a large catamaran, close to a fairy tale palmtree island. We can dive in the water now, and explore the ...

May 16. The farce of frustration and… dolphins!

This is day two at sea; I remain clamped to my pillow like a brittle mollusk to a slippery rock. Poor me... But behold, I will be rewarded the next day. Oh that next day, what a day it will be. Why haven't I done this - earlier in life? There is a bit of ...

May 14. First day at sea.

We will leave today. Fabien arrives to wake us up and we finally set sail. Before we reach open waters, we buy some large chunks of ice to refrigerate the ham and cheese we have for the sandwiches during the sea crossing. I take a last glance at the town of Cartagena, that looks out ...

May 13. Waiting in the port.

Fabien sends a taxi to pick us up from the hostel. We have to wait a few hours in the Club Nautico before embarkation. Today, it's going to happen... my excitement has been stirred up like cappuccino foam for the last couple of days, and I do feel really good. It will be six days ...

May 12. The First Supper.

Fabien the captain takes my passport because he has to go the the immigration on our behalf and then it's time for lunch. Last lunch on this continent, with the last juice, the last soup. Today, I'll have the last bit of streetfood here, the last walk through a park, the last south American newspaper, ...

May 11. El gato negro.

In el gato negro you can have an excellent breakfast with real Columbian coffee prepared in a German way. The place is run by a worldwise grey-haired German lady, who manages it on her own. The place is open from 7am till 2pm and you can recognize it by the black cat on the door. ...

May 10. Guayaba cubes.

Guayaba cubes are an interesting aliment, and they go well with black coffee. After some writing, I walk to the city beach, which is not so far away. People are already spreading out and enjoying the sun. I just lay down on a rock and pondered. Am I getting old? At my age, normal people ...

May 9. Weary Cartagena.

I slept long, had breakfast with cheese bread, and wrote.
I went to eat something in old town, and wrote.
I went back to the hostel, and wrote.

"Some entries just say that he wrote."
-"Yes, it's boring, I feel like he is giving up."
"What do you mean, giving up?"
-"Like he's not ...