Arrived in Cartagena this morning after a relatively pleasant bus journey and the only thing that comes to mind is a line from Good Morning Vietnam:
"It´s hot and it´s wet... which is fine when you’re with a lady, but ain’t no good when you’re in the jungle..."
I suppose I´m not strictly speaking in the Jungle but I´m not far off. Luckily enough its still festive here with Miss Colombia being voted in tomorrow and crazy drunken people wandering around the streets at all hours. I´ve had my little siesta and am now pondering the merits of a bottle of aguardiente to shag in the freezer to wake up my fiesta hormones later.
There´s rumba, salsa, reggaetone, meringe etc. blasting from every street corner and I have a sneaky suspicion that tonite may be another occassion for some messy salsa impressions on my behalf.
Had a walk around the old town this morning and it actually is quite impressive.
Everyone waffles on about how great and old and colonial Cartagena is, but when we arrived this morning we took a taxi through some serious slums before we got to the old city... The roads were flooded and the water came up to the dashboard of the taxi... it actually started coming into the inside of the car.... but the driver didn´t mind, ha, didn´t mind that we were getting soaked because the seals on his rustbucket were pre-Inca... But whatyagonnado huh?
Right, I´m burning this joint... l8r compadres
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