Bikers and Germans
Two days before Christmas, more people finally show up at the hostel. A German couple, later 2 Colombian bikers, who arrived admirably in the north of Colombia all the way from Cali (it’s a long way). Cali is the mecca of salsa dancing, and then, like Medellin, it also has a history significantly tainted by drug cartels.
I quickly become friends with a German couple and a motorcyclist and we go to the beach across the bay together. It should be a bit more interesting than the one near the village. It takes about 30 minutes to get there from the village up such a steep hill, but there is a path, so it’s quite doable. But what is interesting are 2-3 stations with police patrols. There were frequent muggings, so uniformed police officers have to bask in the sun. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.