It was perhaps because of the suggestive image of the desert meeting the ocean. Perhaps because of the romantic idea of reaching the continent’s northernmost point - a sort of South American ‘North Cape’. Or perhaps because of the legends surrounding the feared Wayuu, the fiercely indigenous people living in the Region, known for living by their own rules, indifferent to the Colombian or Venezuela’s administrative borders and laws…
After about 10 years, I finally fulfilled this old dream.
Our only companions were the wind and the sun during the day, and the starry skies during night. The prevailing feelings during these three days were peace, solitude and a sense of space - which unfortunately our pictures could not capture and reproduce (*).
(*) But have a look at these two short videos: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BOtAHWHwv9s (Playa Taroa), and http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0epny1eNSAs (the view in front of the Wayuu's village)
This place remained unknown to global tourism until very very recently. However, since it has appeared on the June 09 edition of the Lonely Planet, more tourists have come in the past two months than in the whole previous year. It is not an ‘easy’ destination: there are no infrastructures (we slept in hammocks hosted by the local families and showered with bucks of water), and getting there is far from being easy (there are no roads and no means of transports).
But still, without being rhetorical or naïf, here it comes the inconvenient question: what will the future of this place be? …
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