We had another great downwind sail from Aruba to Santa Marta.  It took 40 hours and, at times the winds hit 30 knots.  We sailed with just the jib all the way with no main sail out.

This free loader joined us at sundown the night before and was still with us in the morning.

Teresa with the Colombian coast in the background.  She’s happy to be back among her people.

We were greeted by a large group of dolphins playing at our bow as we approached Santa Marta.

Docked in Santa Marta.

Our first local meal with our Agent Dino.  You need an Agent to check you in and out of Colombia.  This is the first time we have ever had to use an agent since leaving France a year ago.

Some enjoyed the local food more than others.  Bandeja, Teresa’ favorite meal.

Absent a Starbucks, Teresa settled for the local brew of Juan Valdez.

Yes, Teresa eats street food. “Senor, un bunuelo por favor”

Banana’s galore and cheap!

Fresh lemonade anyone?

I took time out to get my hair cut which set me back US$4.00.

Teresa dodging traffic to cross the street.

Teresa and Adriana, her Maid of Honor 19 years ago, reunited in Santa Marta.

Teresa and her Captain 19 years later in Santa Marta.

The Captain, Adriana and her 84 year old father (Don Jose) who was gung-ho to sail from Santa Marta to Cartagena.

At the entrance to the marina on our way to the bar to watch the Colombia vs Brazil soccer match.

Everyone in this picture is Colombian except for ME, who was wearing the national team jersey.  Where’s the national pride?

Sea Rose at Marina Santa Marta.

Crew day with everyone wearing their crew shirts as we head off for a day of sightseeing.

The Captain and his crew at the place where the liberator Simon Bolivar died of TB at the young age of 47.

Monument to Simon Bolivar.

Simon Bolivar statute.

Teresa and Adriana doing I don’t know what.

Geary taking shade under this big old tree on the “quinta” where Simon Bolivar died.

A quick stop at the statute to”El Pibe” Valderama, Colombia’s most famous soccer player

I’m done with sightseeing for today, I need a drink.

 

Ah, this is how I like to end a day of sightseeing.

Teresa and Bob relaxing on the bow of Sea Rose, enjoying the sunset.

Geary staring down this iguana at the pools edge. This took place at a nearby resort where we spent the day.

The iguana obviously wasn’t intimidated by Geary and went for a swim anyway.

He leisurely swam across the pool.

Then exited to go lay on his towel.

My best photo bomb to date.

After the rain, there’s a rainbow and this was a full one.

Red sky at night, sailors delight.  We are off to Cartagena tomorrow.

Here’s the planned route for tomorrow’s trip.