The relentless wind, the whipping sand, the never ending bumps in the desert road, the waves that made it impossible to swim where the desert meets the ocean, all things that could have tainted this 3 day desert trip. But they didn’t.
In fact, it was the harshness of the environment – the relentless wind, the whipping sand, the never ending bumps in the desert road, the waves that made it impossible to swim where the desert meets the ocean – that opened up my heart.
Despite the lack of freshwater, the lack of shelter from the wind, the lack of shade from the beating sun, people were living there. I was and still am in complete awe of that.
My heart swells when I think of our trip to Punta Gallinas in Colombia. For me, it was a sort of pilgrimage to the most northern point on South America, a spiritual awakening, I suppose you could say.
Our desert adventure started in the wee hours of a dark morning. I watched the most beautiful sunrise I’d ever seen.
The Sierra Nevada mountains were cloaked in mist. A huge grapefruit pink sun slowly burned the mist away and set the sky ablaze. Against the fiery pastel sky, the mountains stood tall and proud.
The native Kogi people call these mountains the Heart of the World. In that moment, I knew why.
I felt like every part of the trip was like that – a gift from nature, herself. Gorgeous landscapes, towering sand dunes, cliffs falling into the sea.
Matt put together a charming little video, showing you the best parts The Guajira Desert as we made our way to the extreme north ofSouth America – Punta Gallinas.
As I wrote home after the trip: We drove through the desert for 3 days, slept in hammocks, swam where the desert meets the Caribbean Sea, showered under the brightest stars I’ve ever seen, bribed indigenous people with bags of water to let us pass through their land, played soccer with a little boy who lives in the desert, made friends with German girls who became our translators, found skeletons of various animals, saw tons of desert goats, learned about the illegal trafficking of Venezuela’s gas in Colombia, climbed sand dunes, got pelted by sand during a wind storm, got sunburnt and windburnt…
If you want to go to Punta Gallinas, we highly recommend going with Expotur instead of going alone.
– Cyn and Matt
It’s hard to put this trip into words. Since mid-June, I’ve been struggling to find an appropriate way to tell you about – a way that describes the feeling inside of me. That trip changed me.