One day my
family and I went to Cartagena to visit my grandma, and we decided to go to
Santa Marta because is impossible go to Cartagena without go to Santa Marta. We
traveled by car, and we got to Santa Marta at night. We had been in a good hotel
before, but the hotel was so far from the beach, and
this time was January, and it was so difficult to find a hotel, also we wanted
to be near the beach. When the boys of my family were looking for a hotel to
us, we were on the street, and some drunk men arrived to us, we were so scared,
because we had the suitcases. Time later, the boys arrived, and they had good
news, they had found two apartments to us.
The next day,
we were walking along the beach when a seller arrived to offer us a tour to
different touristic places, I had been in Taganga in my last trip, one month
before, it was my high school excursion, and I thought that it was a good place
to go with my family, but my family decided to go to Tayrona park. The seller
offered us amazing things, and we bought that.
The day came
and we woke up so early, because we were a lot of people to be ready. While we
were waiting for the agency, my nieces played on the street with my cousins,
the bus arrived for us, and my nieces didn’t appear, we
were looking for them much time when I saw them in a grocery store. We could go
to the tour, the seller had told that the trip was by boat, but he lied to us,
all the trip was by bus, and the trip was just to one beach of Tayrona Park. We
got at the beach and we were so angry, the worst part was that there were few
restaurants, and little food. Besides, we were in a tent and was venting too
much, in fact, we had sand in the eyes.
We had never
been to a tour before; this was the first time, and maybe the last one.
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