We are still touring around this great city, assisted by our friends Steve and Rachel from Il Jiro. Cartagena is one of the prettiest places we have ever been at night. There is not much to this post, just some pics from a recent venture out into the city, in which we waited for a music festival to start 60 minutes late (70 minutes late by Minnesota standards,) hung out in a town square with some drummers and a fellow nerd, and ate at a lovely Italian restaurant with a tree growing in the middle of it, from which a pupating butterfly larvae fell onto our table, only to be put back near the tree after a brief dissection in which it was determined that the poor thing was not quite “done” yet.
Sorry, Mel has been reading Treasure Island with Tommy. There are a lot of commas.
We can see the Castillo from our marina
The view from the front of our boat at Club de Pesca
A man sells a woman his sausage. The potato on top is NOT on fire.
Allie awaits the beginning of the music contest
Everyone assembles for the festival
Tommy registers his opinion of Colombian Folk Music. So much for making the kids more “worldly.”
Allie’s opinion of Colombian Folk Music. To her credit, the first band was not very good.
Colombian Baby getting some culture.
Colombian twins!
The Chiva tourist bus rocks on through the streets
The first band drives us into the Historic City for dinner
Jesus approves of this fruit stand.
Allie orders some juice.
Allie approves of her lulu juice.
We spot another nerd amonst the statues. I think Greg has this T-shirt.
The public art is awesome
I think he is saying, “Damn birds!”
These hamburgers are turned into the hugest burgers ever! For another night…
