Maicao - Riohacha - 82 km
Powered by the wind, we flew across the windswept Peninsula de Guajira. With its
thorn trees and goats, the area was a unique and seldom visited part of Colombia. At
a tiny community, Ernest ate grilled goat meat in the company of the Wayuu tribe -
an unforgettable experience.
Riohacha was surprisingly pleasant, resulting in us spending two days. Blessed by a
five-kilometre-long beach strewn with palm trees, the beach was crowded by
Colombians and considerably less touristy than expected. Moreover, the old pier,
constructed in 1937, offered a cool breeze in the evening. I sorted out my new
internet connection, did much-needed shopping at Carrefour, and giggled at the
novelty of walking around such a fancy store.