26/03/2011

All together I spent 3 nights in this hostel and this morning I was the first that I was up in time for the free breakfast. I packed my things, tupperwared my leftovers, met with the others and set off at 11 to catch the 5 hour journey to Taganga. I was sitting next to an older American girl for the journey named Gil and it was good banter where we just took the piss out of one another.
Arriving in Taganga all of the popular hostels were booked up so we found another that was cheap and had a very homely feel, ran by a very cool woman who catered to all our needs.
Taganga is one of the cheapest places in the world to get your open water license (scuba diving) so we made inquires about it and grabbed a seafood dinner down at the beach.
The Scandinavian girls and myself headed out to the club later where I bumped into the big group of Irish, Aussies, Brits and Scots I had met previously along with Natalie and Jessica.
It was a fun night out where I finally made it out to the dance floor but this is because I was drunk – the only time you will see me dancing unless of course its heavy metal music and even then even me would say its not even dancing.