A hungover-looking Juan picked me up in the jeep after a shower and breakfast (rice, arepas, plantain) and we drove deeper into the desert. The first day of the tour was, to be sincere, a load of old dicks. The second day was much better. Well, better might not be the word. Mystifying is more like it.
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Colombia | I Always Wanted To Go To The Desert But It Turns Out The Desert Is Weird
The morning after my mammoth jungle hike, I had a big breakfast and left Journey Hostel. I was headed to the desert.
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