Bonaire to Colombia
Wednesday morning we departed with Nomads on an uneventful 30-hour sail. I feel like we are getting better at the longer sails, I dread them less, but it still messes with your sleep patterns so much I end up being awake for stretches in the middle of the night for the next week. We anchored off what can barely be described as a town, more like a conglomeration of lean-to's and shacks. Nomads picked us up and we spent the next few hours walking the one long dirt road and picking a spot for dinner. The three of us had a great dinner (fish or shrimp) with multiple beers and juice for under $30. We were starting to think Colombia may work out to be a pretty good place.