Hotel Casa de las Palmas
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- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
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Being as it was a national holiday on my first Monday in the country, we group of 15 volunteers decided to get to know each other with a Sunday ride on a 'Chiva' bus - an open aired bus with wooden benches typically used for city tours. After a successful evening on the town and a days recovery on Monday (Cartagena's independence day), we began our volunteer work on Tuesday.
I opted for some light hearted work during my first week- frolicking with young cancer patients to ...
... people that have been in this thing. I'm like, let's not think about that. haha. The mud gets everywhere, including on your face.
After enough of floating in the mud, we climbed out and made our way down to the lake where a lady rinsed me off (Kristin refused that part) and dumped buckets of water on my head. Of course, you also pay for that, and it's amazing how these people find you when it's all said and done. The lake was actually ...
... can be considered as a seed of consciousness - and when combined they form "abstract formulas of cosmic energy focused in the human psyche." Each letter of the Hebrew alphabet is actually a letter-number, making every word a sequence of numbers that represents an equation of energy patterns. In other words, the story of Genesis isn't about the creation of the planet Earth; rather, it's about the inner earth in your mind and summons you to live without past ...
... Cartagena. I went to one with my buddy-for-the-day, Australian Tim. You get in the volcano and you float in the mud even though it's hundreds of meters deep. We were told this was because of magnetic forces in the mud. I thought it was probably because of the density of the mud relative to the density of the human body. The tour guide looked at me as though I was stupid. Workmen in the crater give people a "massage" which consists of rubbing mud over every inch of them. Most of the ...
... later that night. Marie Claire another traveller from my Independence crossing joined us for the lesson also. We started off in the walled city of Cartagena in a Salsa bar called Donde Fidel, first warming up with our first round of drinks, then taking to the dance floor. After a little while we moved from the basic step, to the sideways step, then to open and close step (please note I dont think these are the official names for these moves, just what Ive named them as I went ...