Our visit to the village Esmeralda this morning was rather disappointing. We got the promised fruit and found the shops, but there were dishevelled roosters in front of every house (cock fights are the favourite pasttime…), starving skeletal dogs and when we followed some tracks out of the village each one terminated in a rubbish dump…
In the afternoon we sailed 2 miles up to next anchorage at the entrance of Rio Cacique–we haven’t seen the river yet, it seems to be hiding behind sanddunes–but tomorrow we’ll try to find it.
