Island Hopping in San Blas: A Surfer’s Day in Paradise
When the ocean calls, you answer. Join me as I escape the city for a day of island hopping in the stunning San Blas Islands, where adventure and relaxation go hand in hand.
A Sunrise Start to a Day of Adventure
The day began before the sun had even thought about rising. I found myself in the hotel lobby, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, just before 5 a.m. The driver, Aron, arrived promptly at 5:02 a.m., and we were off to collect the rest of our group. As a seasoned traveler, I knew the importance of punctuality, but it seemed not everyone shared this sentiment. One couple missed the boat—literally—when they failed to show up on time. A gentle reminder to all: when the ocean calls, you answer promptly.
Our journey to the San Blas Islands was punctuated by a breakfast stop, where the lines were as long as the road ahead. I opted for a light snack, mindful of the winding roads and the choppy boat ride that awaited us. The drive itself was a scenic delight, with mountain vistas that seemed to stretch on forever. We paused for photos and a quick passport check at the border, the guards giving each of us a thorough once-over. The road, freshly paved, was a smooth ride, save for a few bumpy patches where construction was ongoing.
Island Hopping in Paradise
Upon reaching the port, the chaos was palpable, yet there was an underlying order to it all. Our guide, Naidi, expertly navigated us through the throng to our waiting boat. Life jackets on, we set off across the waves, the boat slicing through the water with exhilarating speed. The ride was rough, the seats hard, but the promise of island paradise kept spirits high.
Our first stop was a small island where we were greeted with fresh coffee and fruit. I took to the paddle board, gliding over the water, though the visibility wasn’t ideal for snorkeling. Still, the sight of a barracuda and some curious crabs made the effort worthwhile. The island was a haven of hammocks and beach chairs, perfect for a moment of relaxation.
Lunch was served on the second island, a feast of chicken and plantains. In hindsight, the coconut rice and fish might have been a better choice, but the setting more than made up for any culinary missteps. Palm trees swayed gently in the breeze, and a well-stocked bar offered a refreshing respite from the midday sun.
The Magic of the San Blas
The highlight of the day was undoubtedly the sand bar, a natural swimming pool teeming with starfish and vibrant marine life. Snorkel gear in hand, I dove into the clear waters, marveling at the underwater world. The currents were strong, but as a fellow traveler quipped, “if you get tired swimming, just stand up.” It was a magical experience, one that will linger in my memory long after the sunburn fades.
Our final stop was Dog Island, where the sunken ship beckoned. The island was bustling with activity, a stark contrast to the serene beauty of the previous stops. The shipwreck lay in shallow waters, a playground for snorkelers, though the currents demanded respect. I wished for my fins as I explored the wreck, the vibrant fish darting around me.
As the day drew to a close, we made a brief stop at Gardi Sugdub, dropping off a couple embarking on a multi-night tour. The island seemed less inviting, but their adventure was just beginning. For the rest of us, it was time to return to the port, change into dry clothes, and head back to the city. The drive back was a chance to reflect on the day’s adventures, the mountain views providing a fitting backdrop to our musings.
In the end, the San Blas Islands offered a perfect escape from the hustle and bustle of city life. The journey was as much a part of the adventure as the destination, and I left with a newfound appreciation for the beauty and power of the ocean. Until next time, San Blas, keep those waves rolling.