sorry, only google translate…
With the impressions of the Amazon in mind, the flight to Cartagena passes in no time. We doze off during the stopover in Bogota and Tobi doesn’t notice anything from the second flight. We arrive in Cartagena after midnight, drive straight to the hostel and go straight to bed.
The next day we explore the colonial old town on the Caribbean Sea at our leisure and are immediately a little enchanted. It is criss-crossed by colorful houses in small alleys, partially overhung with colorful flags and lights – fortunately only partially disturbed by the slowly approaching, cruel Christmas decorations. In addition, Cartagena is the gateway to the many Caribbean islands off the coast of Colombia and Panama.
We start the day with an interesting breakfast, in the midst of a unique rain shower. The streets are not only simply flooded, they turn into ankle-deep streams in the narrow old town – where our hostel is also located. We haven’t seen anything like it in Asia, it’s just incredibly impressive.
After the rain stops around noon, we explore the city, drink delicious coffee, finally decide to stop using milk alternatives in Colombia – they really haven’t mastered that here ☹ -, let ourselves be carried away a little by the World Cup mood and go on a free walking tour. Unfortunately, the latter is pretty much the worst we’ve ever taken part in, so we leave it after about halfway to say goodbye to the sun from the city wall with a beer.
If we had a lot of relaxation the last few days in the jungle experienced, we would certainly have stayed a bit longer to switch off. But the tropical beaches of Tayrona National Park and a lost city near Santa Marta are calling us, maybe we’ll still have time for an island stop on the way back to Bogota.