Cartagena. What a magic city, so much history. You can just imagine the pirate ships sailing into port to sack the city. The Spanish forts firing their cannons from the commanding heights to inflict the maximum damage, while the city folk hide behind their fortified wall hoping no harm will come of them. It is living history.
We stayed in the old part of the city and thoroughly enjoyed walking through the narrows streets filled with it’s old Spanish buildings, street vendors and hawkers. The city has its new part too. High hotel towers and shiny new condominiums with the flash motor boats from the rich and famous. One photo you will see two low sleek black motor boats. These are the semi submersible type that the drug runners have tried to use to get drugs to Central America. Staying low in the water to avoid radar detection.
A trip to the Caribbean has to include an island visit. The beach was nice but the boat trip was long, noisy and boy the day was hot, too hot in fact. Even the locals are feeling the heat. It was into the sea to cool down then sit in the shade on the beach and watch the Pelicans dive bomb for fish. We were kicked off the shaded chairs as we refused to pay the going price, Dust Devils do not pay to sit on any beach.
The day we left Cartagena it was 45 in the shade and no matter what we did we could not stay cool. Riding without the jacket on was the only answer. Naughty boy.
