Canada to Patagonia at a Worrying Age

OK, everything is a lot cooler now.

I`m settled in a nice hotel in the historical part of town, and I`m staying around those parts for almost 2 weeks. It`s my final splurge before getting down to hostels in remote places and starting to spend within my means. Main thing now is to learn some Spanish, but it`s proving a bit hard to make the right links. But it must happen and start from next week.

Great to speak to those members of the family that deigned to talk yesterday. Mum assures me the meal at Rossett was lovely. As far as Mike`s concerned, I could have dropped in! Bit worried about the effect of the surprise on Dad at his age, though.

Right off to do all those ordinary things like check on footy results, get hair cut and see what the beach has to offer (the presentation of señoritas for my delectation if past form is anything to go by).

Will try to update rest of boat log later. Thanks for comments. Happy birthday Dad, again.

Oi! What`s this about Glenn?

Not because anything is terrible, but because I just wrote a long post and the stupid connection at this pathetic hotel failed. All those Bon Mots wasted.

So the gist is, fine after slightly mad start and bonkers hotel. Easy getting into Colombia – nicest immigration officer ever (I mean it).

For period around birthday (1st – 8th) expect to be at

Hotel Tres Banderas
Calle Cochera de Hobo No. 38 – 66
Barrio San Diego
Cartagena

www.hotel3banderas.com

Not trying to attract mail – I’ve been asked, honest.

No need to read all the ship posts – if i ever get them on…

Dedicated to the Fifth Beatle, not Roy…

PS – Less angry now – more sad I suppose.

Hope you’re all well.

Off for me tea.

Song – Absent Friends – Divine Comedy

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