San Gil
Day 281 Thu 9/6
Breakfast was at the French bakery. Then the 5 of us squeezed into a taxi for what should have been a 4 hour ride to San Gil. However, a truck had fallen off the cliff when the driver got off the truck and forgot to put the handbrakes on. At least, we stopped at a really beautiful place, complete with waterfalls. There already was a queue of vehicles by the time we stopped, including an armoured truck carryihng money. The guards were extremely jumpy and for some reason, everytime I walked by they stared at me as if they were scared of my intentions. At least, someone thinks I am bloody well dangerous 🙂
After a 2 hour wait, it was back into the crowded taxi and off to San Gil. Got there pretty late, by which time we were quite tired. The hostel was a pick of the guide book Lonely Planet, which has become the traveller’s bible. If that is the pick of the town, I would love to see the rest of the hostels – or rather, I would hate to see them. The place wasnt very clean, and barring one young lady, the folks werent helpful or welcoming. We went out for a quick meal followed by a shower and bed!
Saw a little bit of the town Thursday night and Friday morning, but there wasnt anything impressive about the place, and I decided to move on to Barichara Friday.
Tags: Travel
Damu