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The fabled fishing village of Taganga is a mere 15 mins from Santa Marta and is legendary amongst travellers for it´s laid back feel and crazy nights. Despite being torn between staying and leaving Medellin Seb and I finally boarded a plane for Santa Marta and the Caribbean coast. We arrived via Bogota (which is now one of my most visited airports in the world) at 11pm at night and took a ride across Santa Marta and over the mountain to Taganga. We pulled up at Casa Felipe at 1am and fortunately they had beds for us. After being in them for no less than an hour there was a knock on the door because the dodogy taxi driver claimed we´d given him a fake $20,000 bill.
The town itself is a mix of gringos hungover from the night before, smelly souls just back from the lost city trek and local fisherman. The beach in town is a little less glamorous than i thought it would be, pebbles, dog poo and plenty of local weirdos. On the plus side there is plenty of fresh fruit juice and fruit and plenty of entertainment watching the crazies! The streets are dusty and it evokes feelings of the wild west when the wind blows.
Within the first 24 hours we were introduced to three Taganga stalwats ... Maria´s Baguette shop (amazing juices!) and the two clubs - Mirador and Sensations. We had a great group of people in the hostel and the party spirit was definitely there. After filling up on Patrick´s amazing food in Casa Felipe we took our bottle of Aguardiente, our best Reggaton moves and hit the town. It hit us back.
Following many fruit juices and hammock swings some of us found the energy to go fishing on Monday. We took a small boat out for half day for $25,000 (less than 10 GBP each) and snorkelled, harpooned and fished for our dinner. Despite the rough waves we did quite well and actually manged to get out and about for a day, a marvel in Taganga!