Well the day came and went. Do I feel different? I think so. Maybe it is the new set of digits to describe my age or perhaps it is the chill factor of the Caribbean Coast that has me relaxing into my travels and feeling like life is a little simpler than it has been in the past.
The day started at midnight. I was out on the town, as big as little ol´ Taganga was, having a beery night. I had just had a runaway donkey in a head lock and managed to tell it a fair few times “I love you, you little f#cker”. There were people around me at that point telling me that it wasn´t a good idea to be doing what I was doing. But I had no room for neigh sayers in my newest of decades. Plus it is my Australian way to mess with things that think they shouldn´t be messed with. Onward from the donkey we hit some of the local haunches to finish the night sometime around 3am.
In the morning (my birthday) needless to say I was a little bleary. I was woken by Toni telling me to “get up and get going”. I was pretty glad when she said she was heading into the nearby city for some rations. This gave me the time I needed to regain my bearings. Making my way down to the local sandwich bar I met a bunch of guys I had been previously touring with. We sat down enjoyed a hearty sandwich and I was blessed by the local 15 year old waiter on account of my birthday. Apparently I am a kind and intelligent man and I deserve blessings not only for that day but for EVERY day afterwards and into infinity. Awesome! I thought about potato sacking the little bugger and bringing him home to my mum. She would have loved the stuff he was made of.
All full of food and blessings I headed back to my hostel where I met Toni again. This time instead of early morning motivation, Toni had something a little different for me. It was a small green iguana which I quickly dubbed Ocho. Check him out yeah! Apparently he had been mooching around in a tree and Toni had snatched him up. That is how you deal with nature. Not bad for a Yank :)
Taking my new iguana for a walk Toni and I ran into some pesky Irish people who just keep on following me around! That´s you Sheila and Ronin! Hearing it was my birthday and that I had cake, we all made plans to meet up that night and eat cake. Good plans I recon. Releasing Ocho into a nearby tree, Toni and I set off for the Esplanade. On the esplanade we met up with two Israeli guys who we had travelled to Tyrona National Park with. They set about singing and clapping a birthday song for me in Hebrew right in the middle of the street which was something I had never experienced before. Feeling the vibe we danced a silly jig and had a good ol´ time. Quite random.
Well that was enough stuffing around. We had a mission to head for the cool waters of the Caribbean to do a spot of sea kayaking. The kayaking was a fun thing to do and fulfilled an urge I had to be productive for the day. After the kayaking, we returned to the hostel, met up with a bunch of others and headed out for a massive dinner and drinks. Following drinks we ate cake, were merry and had a good evening. It was nice to spend my 30th with a bunch of cool people and to be somewhere exotic like Colombia is icing for any cake. Fun times! The world better look out now that I´m 30 though. I´m feeling crazy! In a relaxed kinda way....
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