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Originally uploaded by Cameron/Duff.

For the last two days the winds have kicked up- beginning while we slept in our hammocks above the ocean chasing away mosquitos, rattling palm fronds, creating white caps on the water. The wind followed us to Santa Marta sending infinite amounts of garbage scittering down city streets, driving dust into the air, through ventilation system and windows. Out, out cries the wind chasing the tourists into their cars, onto buses, airplanes. Leave the coast and stop this proliferation of plastic bags, empty cups, wayward wrappers, jacked up prices and over bookings. Go home to your mountains, your hot valleys, your beachless cities. the wind gives the tourits a slap on the backside as they retreat back to their jobs, schools and lives seperate from the holiday vacation. As Cameron (with a fever again) watched the news last night he heard that this week records were broken in Santa Marta for the biggest tourist season ever, and over a million people were on the road home. We hunker down and brave the wind, thankful that our inadvertant participation in the Colombian high season is coming to a close.