23.11.2012 -28 °C
So I´m in Taganga in Colombia. I`m not quite sure how this has happened but I´ve ended up on the coast again, this time the Caribbean rather than the Pacific. Nightmare. Ten years ago Taganga was a small fishing village and is now a big village/ small town on the tourist map but still has v laid back feel, the roads are unpaved, houses pretty ramshackle, everyone´s in shorts, chickens, dogs and small children wandering about the place. Its quite a dive centre. There are some nice, bars and cafe, restaurants and a couple of open air RAVE clubs, which apparently are quite lively.
As usual I follow where Gary leads and have enrolled in a 3 day diving course, the first day of which was today. I hadn´t planned to do a course but was speaking to a chap who had done a lot of diving here and sounded like fun and a good and cheap place to do it and Gary had really enjoyed it. Its me and a German guy from the hostel doing the course, with a v nice Colombian teacher. I had not previously understood the mechanics of the bends but the videos made this clear, that the oxygen in your lungs will expand as you rise and was illustrated by a plastic bag expolding, which was a nice vivid image for what would happen to your lungs if you dick about. I thought that it would be rather tedious learning but by the afternoon we were under water and it was great fun. I slightly struggled when having to take my mask off 12 feet underwater and swim around in a circle, starting to panic slightly and breath water in through my nose. Ideally I would have had a total underwater freak out and torn the masks and air supplies off my teacher and other learner, but narrowly avoided this.. Its a terrific thrill to be under water for half an hour or so. We saw quite a few fish, we were only in the shallow pracitice type bay, and a moray eel and scorpian fish. It was also a good excuse to bomb down the undeveloped coast in a motorboat. The next two days should allow more proper diving and I could then do some more dives on Monday or Tuesday perhaps if I have not expoded like an over inflated balloon.
The coast here is a surprise to me, I had my preconceptions that the Caribbean would be like a Sandals brochere (i.e a bit wimpy compared to the Pacific) but in fact this afternoon I would never have guessed I was in the Caribbean, it looks more like Cornwall, particularly as it was overcast with heavy weather coming in. Wooded hills run down to cliffs and scree slopes falling onto a jagged, rocky coastline with choppy deep blue water. Its quite wild especially today as there is said to be a storm coming. The give away is the lovely warm water. here til Wednesday when looking forward to hooking up with Anton and Becky again in Cartagena.