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Glimpse
A glimpse inside my life here in Cartagena, Colombia.Â
For me, Cartagena is a paradise. Not the typical paradise everyone seems to picture with perfect sand, sunny days, and sitting under a palm tree drinking a piña colada. Even though some tourists might see it as that the sand is a bit dirty, the sun can get massively intense and well, there are always âvendedores ambulantesâ while youâre trying to have your piña colada. Thatâs how it is to live in a city emerging from its third world status.Â
But the essence about Cartagena is an opportunity of culture and existence in a country that has such an underdog reputation. Unfortunately, throughout history Iâve heard from my parents that this country couldâve been so much financially and politically but the war against drugs held it back. It isnât until now that Colombia is safe and becoming a major tourist attraction. But Cartagena was always a foot ahead in the hospitality and tourism world.Â
My parents identify the fact that my sister and I are American because of the drug lord Pablo Escobar. Itâs just a known fact that they didnât want us to live in terror and fear of being Colombian. But fortunately, as the decades have turned, we know that being Colombia can be said true and proud. âColombia es pasiĂłnâ we say as proud Colombians here because we have gone through the reputation and the mafia and the drug lord and risen from the phoenix.Â
But now as the essence of Cartagena has come along as a true emerging paradise we can often say that Cartagena is Colombiaâs national gem. Itâs a hidden treasure that impresses tourists from around the world. Vibrant colors illuminate the city at night while food and entertainment roam the city by day. Hearing âmango, papayaâ outside the sunny streets is nothing short from daily life.Â
Everything is so routine here for a normal citizen of Cartagena. Whether it be an abuela that wakes up everyday for mass at 6 am or a husband that just needs to see his family during his lunch hour. Kids come back from school in the same bus from the same school at the exact time every day. Trips to el centro are adventures of culture, food, wine, and spectacle.
Would I live here? No. But itâs my second home. Itâs my family. The faces I see here are the ones that I miss everyday of my life and I would never trade anything for being Colombian.
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Reblog if you are determined to accomplish your health goals in 2018.
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fullyrealvegan: A beautiful infographic to share!
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OK ok I see you body - gaining the muscle but not losing the fat
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