Today I finally felt some sort of revenge on the men of Santa Marta. Recently I wrote a letter to all the men in Santa Marta to stop harassing me. Apparently one man didn’t get the memo because today it happened again. Fortunately this time around I got the revenge I always dreamed about. Continue reading
Dear Men of Santa Marta,
I’ve never felt more uncomfortable in a city. Unable to walk down the street without being kissed at, yelled at, and verbally harassed. I tried to ignore it and blame it on your culture. Then tonight happened. Continue reading
This isn’t a comprehensive guide to Tayrona National Park, it’s the personal journey entries I took while camping. Forced to be with nature, away from wifi, lost in the jungle with only a book and a journal. The following are entries from the three days we hiked in Tayrona. Words spilled out of me, I thought I’d share. Enjoy!