Beautiful colonial architecture, and a brothel
Trip Start Dec 12, 2007
39Trip End Ongoing
Our other bus from Barranquilla dropped us off randomly outside the town and we had to catch a taxi to the towns centre where the hotels were
On the 29th of Febuary (leap year by the way), we woke to explore the town. We immediately headed for the centre of the old town and the moment I set eyes on the place, I fell in love with the vibe! The town is unbelievably beautiful, with the most amazingly colourful colonial architecture that one could possibly see! The streets are littered with colourful buildings that all have balconies over hanging in true colonial style, decorated with flowers. Not only did it look fabulous, the houses and streets are perfectly clean and vibrant. The plaza's we walked through were lush with green trees and centred with white foundtains with running water. The streets filled with people selling their own crafts they make
The end of the day came around, and matty and myself joined with one or two locals sat out at the back balconly of our hotel and drank a few Cuba Libre's for a while. While we listened to Colombian Salsa we noticed that this hotel was not exactly normal. To put it straight - we realised that we are staying in a brothel! A different woman would come in with a man behind a closed door, come out every 30 minutes, followed by the hotel owner to clean up. All of a sudden everything makes sense! haha, i guess it was a good decision to sleep in my sleep sheet last night
The next morning I was up to find our shower was littered with 2 or 3 new condom wrappers - again! Today we walked down to the big fortress called Castillo de San Filepe de Barajas, thats littered with cannons in its high impenetrable concrete walls that face the sea entrance to the city. Inside there is an elaborate complex tunnel system which we walked around. We ended up going to ddep that there was no more light, and left the unknown of the eary darkness. We had no way to light it up, so we bailed and turned around to head back up to the surface, which was very slippery. Up at the surface I found a nice little spot to have a quick kip (aussie slang for 'short sleep') ontop of the fortress. Up here, there is a great arial view of the entire of Cartagena. The new, more modern section looks shabby and unfinished and from what I have seen and heard, not really worth wandering into. However, the old section is where you need to spend your time wandering the streets.
After a while of relaxing, I headed to the internet to write to my old Boss, Don, who plans on sailing to Cartagena in the next couple of months! I had to tell him how beautiful the place is. And ofcourse, to write my partner a big email, in which I miss sooooo much
For the rest of the day I hung around the Plaza Bolivar in the old town centre with Matty, watching a couple get married and listening to the calm drum beats for the reception. Once again our famous bakery made an appearance for dinner, before soaking up the contrasting colours of the night as they fell upon the town and it became alive. Theres some cinema festival happening in one of the plazas, so all the Colombiana's get dolled up in fancy dress for the night.
We arose early in the morning after a night of hearing doors repeatidly slam shut next door, after each customer comes and goes, to find that the damn hookers had drank most of our orange juice and all of our water we'd bought and put in the fridge for our long journy ahead of us.