El Marques Hotel Boutique
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- Airport Transportation
- Drycleaning onsite
- Continental Breakfast
- Minbar in room
- Room service
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... sign of closing time and I spotted a lone soldier who I invited in for a beverage. Turns out he was from Douglas in Cork and also staying in our hostel. At around 2/3, the barman shooed us out and we finished our beers on the steps of the hostel. We were about to turn in when the barman and his little helper rocked up, having closed the bar brandishing a bottle of Medellin rum and a tip (which we could have done without!) that a knock on the door of a small hotel a ...
... impressing us. It was like being at a five star restaurant and that night we were having Italian. The food we had was some of the best food either of us had ever had. It was delicious and it felt good to finally just sit back and relax. Before arriving to our room we were informed about a show that was about to start. Luisa and I like to get the full experience, so we relaxed on the dock and had piņa coladas until the show. The show featured all the dances seen all over Colombia ...
... hola', 'gracias' and 'tengo hambre' (I'm hungry) this still doesn't allow me to offer much intelligent input to conversation. Our flight to the States was from nearby Barranquilla, a city around an hours drive from Cartagena. We knew it was an hour away because we had passed through it twice already; once when travelling from Medellín to the coast, and then again en route to Cartagena. This time however, it took three hours as the bus we took stopped every quarter mile or ...
... tipica in a local restaurant. We had plenty to catch up on, as since we had last seen them D had become pregnant and Matt had left his stressful job and traveled for a month around Panama before coming to meet us in Colombia. For our second day in Cartagena we decided to get away from the city for our first taste of the tropical paradise beaches found in this part of the world. We booked a trip to the much talked about Playa Blanca from our hotel, checking that the trip ...
... the cab driver. I realized that after we got in the taxi. Live and learn but, all in all, it was a good tour. Our driver, Leo, spoke fairly good English although we occasionally had to have him repeat himself. It was certainly better than our Spanish. You know the old joke, don’t you? What do you call a person who speaks three languages? Trilingual. Two languages? Bilingual. One language? An American!
Anyway, Leo ...