Guatape is a beautiful and colourful little village, with little characters and patterns moulded and attached to the fronts of the houses.
As it was raining we spent most of the evening at a pool hall - these are very old-school macho hangouts, where women are stared at and drooled over. There are even open urinals next to the pool tables! We were approached by many drunk toothless old men who spoke to us in dribbly Spanish - we had absolutely no idea what they were saying other than welcoming us to their country. One of them would not stop hugging Claire for most of the evening, and we weren't sure if he was going to let her go! That night we had most probably one of the worst night sleeps on record - the music from the nightclub did not stop pounding until 4am, we had one hr of sleep before someone decided to start hammering in the room upstairs. South Americans certainly have bizarre sleep patterns.
The boys making the most of the 'facilties' as Claire takes a killer shot
Claire and Paul making friends with the locals
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