The beauty keeps on growing.

Our trip to San Vicente and Canoa marked the first time we left the city limits of Bahía de Caraquez.  As we waited for our ferry to arrive we were lucky enough to frame some beautiful shots.  For example the woman waiting for the ferry, the children in the “triciclo,” a couple of turquoise boats, and the simple view from where we were positioned.

As we boarded the ferry, you could feel the excitement amongst our group, because it was our first adventure away from what we know as our “mainland.”  With our gaze fixed upon the city that has become our new home, we watched it slowly drift by, and then we landed on the shores of San Vicente.  In San Vicente we all climbed aboard the bed of a pick-up truck.  Imagine ten people in the bed of a small Toyota Tacoma, sitting on boards that are held together with small metal railings, a new experience and a load of fun, literally. 

We arrived safely in Canoa, and couldn’t resist the fresh, beachside seafood, and entered a small restaurant.  Shrimp, rice, and bananas, the staple foods of the coastal people, filled our plates and bellies.  Once we were satisfied, we drudged our way through the thick cream-colored sand and found a small, yellow canopy. 

On the beach we watched Sara battle the waves with her killer surfer-girl rips, drank some coconut juice, and enjoyed seeing the day transform from a cloudy day into one with a hint of sun.  When we felt that it was getting a bit breezy we made our way back to the city to catch a ride to San Vicente.  (We took a bus this time J)  When we arrived at the dock in San Vicente we could not take our eyes off of the setting sun, it was thrilling.  Silence surrounded us for the rest of our trip back to Bahía, because we all were stuck in our own moment of beauty.