I know it is a big call, but I've come to the conclusion, after a month of pondering and reminiscing, that out of all the cities in South America, Cartagena is my favourite. After getting in rather late the first night, because I couldn't get a direct bus from Santa Marta, I realised that I didn't have much energy. To be brutally honest, even, I spent most of my time in Cartagena doing absolutely nothing, as I woke up late and would have a mid afternoon nap to pass the time. Being on the Carribean, I found Cartagena awfully humid and hot, more so than perhaps Taganga. The weather sapped me of my strength, and along with Jonathan and Kayla, I found myself doing not very much at all. I had been in a bit of
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