“Only one thing I am very sorry about my journey in San Andres: from there, with better organization, I could have gone to Providencia island, small, wild, but my last minute organization screwed me this time, full-booked flights for the next 100 years. So, San Andres, Colombian island that greets the coasts of Nicaragua. A bit like English Malvinas which could easily fly the Argentine flag instead. Two days of sea, sun, lobsters, frozen drinks and many hours finally spent lying on the sand.”