“The problem is that Carribean reality resembles the wildest imagination.” – Gabriel Garcia Marquez
We went to Colombia in August of 2014 with Darren and Erin [very belated post!] Cartagena is a lively, humid, city, the heat of which can be suffocating, but there’s no shortage of things to do.
Upon our arrival, we did some strolling through the city, ate arepas off a street stand (marvelous and probably the most delicious thing I had the whole trip), and got drinks at the top of a bar at the walled city.
On day 2, we grabbed some lunch at La Mulata, and had some great fish, and amazing maracuya (passion fruit) juice. We went on the hunt for Gabriel Garcia Marquez’s house, because he is my favorite author. I had not considered Colombia for vacation, but when Darren suggested it, I did some Googling and discovered Cartagena was a source of inspiration for Marquez and was instantly sold. At night, we took a Chiva, which is an open-air, rickety, party tour bus that pumps everyone full of rum while cruising by the city’s most popular sights.
On day 3, we attempted to catch a boat from Mercado Barzuto to Playa Blanca. We woke up a bit late and didn’t make it out the door until past 10:00 a.m., and our cab driver tried repeatedly to talk us out of catching a boat from Mercado Barzuto (wise advice), but we were feeling adventurous. Unbeknownst to us, there were few people operating boats at Mercado Barzuto at this time, and we found ourselves in a sketchy situation with lots of locals giving us the crook eye and some guy who was definitely trying to rip us off, so that was a total bust. We ended up taking a boat to Isla Tierra Bomba instead, and it turned out to be a lovely day anyway:
In the evening, we dined at the famed El Santissimo, which was delicious, though honestly, the food that left the most scrumptious impression on my tast buds is still the arepa from the first night.