That afternoon I spent hours wondering around going to various locations where I had been told there were cambios, I finally found some, thank goodness I brought more dollars than I was going to with me as it has been a right pain changing money. Spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing at the hostel, made myself far too much pasta in the plan to keep some for my next night bus, my third in a row, well with only a few hours sleep in a bed between. There was a bbq that evening so I decided to stay for it. I met a couple more people to go to Cartagena with so was going to head off after the food.