Sometimes while travelling, it’s best not to plan anything for the day. I’m glad that was the case today because I was still feeling a little tired. We originally planned on taking a boat to the islands, something several friends had recommended, but decided to keep the day open. So instead, we took our time in the morning and eventually began wandering the streets. We stopped at a few historic points and read about them. The historic center is small, so we easily walked from one side to the other in 20 minutes. It was still pretty early and not many shops were open, but I found a cute clothing shop to browse while Ryan had a coffee and some cake (the cake was dry, which we’ve now experienced a couple times while in Colombia). We found another store where I bought some statues and Ryan bought a colorful painting and coffee beans. Shopping aside, the streets were just fun to wander because they were so colorful. I stopped a few times to take pictures of the brightly contrasted buildings. I also posed for a photo with a woman in traditional dress and fruit basket.
Continue reading No plan is often the best plan– learning the history of Cartagena.
This morning was the final surf for most of us. The waves weren’t as good as yesterday, but what I loved was that it was storming. The sky looked ominous and eventually it started raining. There is nothing better than getting caught in the rain when you’re already wet. I caught a couple good waves today, but I also swallowed a fair share of salt water! Another fun and successful morning.
The rest of the day was spent literally doing nothing mixed in with a little reading, some hammock action, and a bit of packing. Around 5pm a few of us were having some pre-dinner drinks. Amongst the stories told, there was one about portals and UFOs nearby. I swear I saw a UFO last time I was in Costa Rica.. we figured it was just a comet with a fire tail…but now it has me wondering again…
We all went out for dinner tonight, to a really great Sushi place. The atmosphere was perfect with the outside tables, cafe lights and live chill music. The sushi was killer and it was a great last supper for our crew. We had already lost Jon and Jennifer earlier today, but two new people joined tonight. Saying goodbye is a sad ritual, we all know approximately when someone is leaving so we hang out in the common area and when their cab pulls up we all give hugs and say goodbye.
The next morning it was my dad’s turn, and that was the most sad! I’m going to miss his company. My turn followed shortly after, although I really wasn’t going that far.. I hopped into a cab with Simone and Klaus and headed to Santa Teresa where I checked into my hostel. Let the solo times roll..