Isla Fuerte

Colombia enchants us during our last days of travel on Isla Fuerte with its people, scents, and rhythms, rocking us in the Caribbean wind. Yoga at dawn, overlooking the water. Paul catches loads of tuna, swaying on the waves of the open, deep blue sea among dolphins, while I secretly paint his birthday present. Evenings with exciting people, evenings for two with exciting insights, evenings in the midst of nature. A sloth in the tree. And the sea kisses our feet and bids us farewell...