Last week Sunday I went to the beach with two colleagues and some of their family members. To the Macaneta beach (see the map). This beach is about an hours drive away from the city and you really need a 4x4 though to get there.First you drive out of the city. This drive is an adventure by itself. First you pass a bunch of, what looks like, wildfires. It actually is a mountain of garbage, created by the people that live there, set on fire. That is one (smelly) way of getting rid of your garbage. Very smelly, as there's no distinction between types of garbage (paper, plastic, wood, food, rubber, etc.).
Next is, what I call, Contradiction Road. On the right side there are beautiful houses. Large, luxurious villas with about 4 people living in houses with on average 16 rooms. On the left side there are man-made shacks where I guess 16 people live in 4 tiny rooms. And this is literally 8 meters apart (the width of a single two-way road)! You expect differences in third world countries, but not as in-your-face as this.
Then there's a nice 10 meter wide smooth road all the way to Macaneta. There are no lines painted on this road, just a stretch of brand new asphalt. I have no clue if it is a one-, two-, three- of four-lane road and neither does anyone else. You basically drive anywhere on it and avoid hitting any car coming from the opposite direction! (that is actually a good habit, no matter what road you're on)Then you get to Macaneta, but before you get there you have to cross a river. For this there is a ferry service.... How do I explain this? Imagine 6 SUV's on a metal platform no larger than a volleyball court. Get the picture? No? Just check out the pics.
Are we in Macaneta? Nope. First some cross-country driving is required. This is where the requirement for a 4x4 becomes clear. Put it in 4-wheel drive, preferably in the low gearing mode. That basically means that your engine will be revving heavily whilst your car is doing no more than 5 km/hr in the mud. If the conditions are really bad, you actually release air from the tires, as empty tires have more grip.
And then finally you get to Macaneta... and it is worth it! A very nice peninsula with long stretches of sandy beaches reaching into the Indian Ocean. You get really nice waves to play with. Not big enough for Leandro to rip his cut-backs, bottom turns or do a front-side, but fun enough for 'non-dudes' like the rest of us. It is also known as one of the 'sharkiest' places around (many shark hunters come here to fish), so be aware!
After you swim you can enjoy a fresh fish meal at the one and only 'restaurant' on this peninsula.Being from the Caribbean, I love eating fish in places like this and I do so whenever I can. This will always beat whatever deep frozen stuff they usually sell in Holland as "catch of the day"... (It is a good thing they do not mention which day or year, for that matter. Or from which discount wholesaler they 'caught' it)
The fish is actually caught by the very few people living here, using boats made by joining a bunch of bambooish pieces of wood. It doesn't look very safe and stable to me and I would definitely not dare facing Jaws (I, II nor 3-D) in it, but the local fishermen seem to have no problems with it. Oh well, I guess in a country with a male life expectancy of 41, you take your chances...
The drive back is, in some ways, even more challenging. Not because of nature elements, but because of human nature. You actually drive past a lot of hangouts, bars, open air eating places, etc. Especially on Sundays these spots are crowded with people drinking and drinking and drinking. That's okay, but then they're drunk and literally cross the streets (to the hangout on the other side) without looking left or right. Possibly looking up or down (mostly down), but that's it! They should have signs on the road to warn drivers of crossing drunks! Maybe a red triangular warning sign with Boris Jeltsins face on it?


