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Day 4 – Welcome(?) to Budapest

A seriously cool thing happened while we were in Prague. On day 3, I got a FB message from a friend I’d met during my Amazon jungle trip. Come to find out she’s now living in Prague! Although we already had way too many plans before we were to head to Budapest, she and I agreed to spend 30 minutes over a coffee before we headed to our train. Just goes to show you – it’s a small, wonderful world. And it makes me feel special and appreciated to know that I have people out there wanting to stay in touch – no matter how far away or how long it’s been. Nice.

There’s not much to tell about a 9 hour(!) train ride from Prague to Budapest except try not to drink too much because the bathrooms are yucky.

We finally got to our hotel – the St. George Residence – after 5pm on day 4. And talk about a difference between what we’d experienced in Prague and what we experienced here. A front desk clerk who was not helpful at all and a suite with mold in the bathroom. Here’s where I reiterate my distrust of TripAdvisor. This one had gotten rave reviews and I have absolutely no idea why! I’m not even going to include a link to the hotel – I wouldn’t want anyone to use it. Regardless, we managed to get them to switch our suite without a problem and to give us a legible map before heading out to explore and get some much needed food.

Budapest – pronounced Boo-da-PESHT – is the capital of Hungary and is separated into 2 distinct areas by the Danube River – the hilly Buda Castle District and the flat Pest District. I chose our accommodation on the hilly Buda Castle side for the same reason that we stayed in Mala Strana in Prague – it was supposed to be a bit more upscale with a quieter feel. One of the first things I noticed about this city was its size relative to Prague. I thought there was no way we’d be able to walk the city like we did in Prague. I also noticed how much less pristine it seemed to me. Those two observations and the fact that our hotel was crap had me in a bit of a stressful mood…

Our first stop was just a short block from our hotel – the famous St. Matthias Church. This church sits on the Buda Castle side of Budapest but its spire is the first thing you see from the Pest side as well. It’s absolutely gorgeous and seeing it lifted that stressful mood! And at this time of the day it was just being lit up with strobe lights. The church is Roman Catholic and was built in the 9th century but was destroyed in 1241 and the current building was constructed in the late 13th century. The first thing I noticed about the church was its very unique roof which is covered in painted majolica Zsolnay ceramic tiles. They were added at the end of the 19th century and provide colors and an intricacy seldom seen.

St. Matthias Church - Budapest
St. Matthias Church – Budapest
The roof of St. Matthias Church
The roof of St. Matthias Church
St. Matthias Church at night
St. Matthias Church at night

Just when I thought the view couldn’t get any better, we walked up the stairs of Fisherman’s Bastion and looked out over the famous Chain Bridge that bisects the Danube to the Parliament building. OH MY GOD! I don’t think I’ve ever – in my entire life – seen a building as impressive as this one. It will take your breath away and no pictures do it justice. But take a look at them anyway 🙂 The building is done in a Gothic Revival style and is absolutely splendid – especially when lit up at night.

John getting artsy from Fisherman's Bastion
John getting artsy from Fisherman’s Bastion
Overlooking Parliament
Overlooking Parliament
Overlooking Parliament
Overlooking Parliament
OMG! - Parliament - Budapest
OMG! – Parliament – Budapest

Our first real interaction with locals was at a very small restaurant we found on one of the back streets near our hotel. I like to get off the main drag and feel like you tend to find better places that way. Well, this place didn’t support that theory! Imagine the stereotypical scary Hungarian grandma annoyed with having to get up off her bum to serve some stupid Americans. She frightened me…we didn’t stay long…and I’ve blocked out the name of the restaurant on purpose…

In search of sustenance and perhaps a smile, we came upon Fekete Holló Vendéglő – or literally The Black Raven Restaurant. It was exactly what we were looking for – traditional Hungarian dishes in an over-the-top traditional Hungarian environment. I mean, what can you say about a restaurant with medieval instruments of torture adorning the walls. Sign me up! The food and service were very good and there was live music – in the form of 2 Hungarians playing a guitar and violin. They were actually pretty good. I felt like I was in a cheesy movie, however, when the violinist wandered between the tables to play for individual parties. But instead of wanting a tip, he was more interested in a shot of Schnapps for his efforts 🙂 Priceless! As much as I wanted to get a photo of him playing, I was too cheap to fork up the money for shots.

Black Raven Restaurant - Budapest
Black Raven Restaurant – Budapest

Back to the hotel where we fell into bed. Day 5 would be a big day and we needed our rest.

Day 3 – Zizkov, Vinorhady and (finally!) great service at a restaurant

Day 2 in Prague was to be spent on our own – walking some of the surrounding areas and returning to some places we wanted to see before we left. I love to explore a city just walking it. We started at the main square and decided to meander our way to Zizkov tower and Vyšehrad and then make sure to head back to the Operation Anthropoid memorial as it was closed on Monday. Along the way, I wanted to check out the Vinorhady neighborhood. I’d read it was a neat local neighborhood and Vinorhady is Czech for vineyards so it must be awesome.

Retail silliness - Aimee
Retail silliness – Aimee
Retail silliness - John
Retail silliness – John

The Zizkov Television Tower is a transmitter tower built in Prague between 1985 and 1992. With its unique high-tech architecture and its stance on top of a hill in Eastern Prague, it is a sight to see, especially relative to the ancient city that surrounds it. The tower has been a source of controversy in Prague and rumored to have been used during the communist era to jam incoming Western radio and television transmissions. The main reason for me wanting to see the tower is the art added to it in 2000 by internationally acclaimed Czech artist David Černý. Fiberglass structures called Miminka (Babies) were originally placed on the tower only temporarily but became so popular that they are now there permanently. There are 10 faceless babies on the tower, climbing up and down. I’m not sure what the correct word for it is – maybe weird? Yes, it’s weird. But interesting as well.

Zizkov Tower
Zizkov Tower
Zizkov Babies
Zizkov Babies

From Zizkov we headed to the surrounding neighborhood of Vinorhady which was once covered in vineyards in the 14th century. To me it was a much more residential area of Prague. Small parks with teetering toddlers and dogs and many old beautiful buildings that looked like they were apartments. In fact, in doing research, it is where a lot of ex-pats live.

I really wanted to see Vyšehrad – which is another castle once used by Prague’s leaders. You can see the stunning spires on this grand building from miles away and I was told it was something to see up close. It was built in the 10th century – some 70 years after the establishment of Prague Castle – on top of a hill overlooking the Vltava River and across the river from the more well-known Prague Castle. It was coined the “Castle on the Heights” and was used for about 40 years before successors to Vratislav II, a prince of Bohemia’s founding Premyslid dynasty, returned to Prague Castle. Now apparently it is a quiet and peaceful place to take in the city. It is surrounded by large gardens and is open to the public.

Vysehrad Castle
Vysehrad Castle

Well, we never made it there L But we did make it close! After walking over 6 miles and realizing we’d need to cross railroad tracks to get to the park, we were hangry and decided to bag the whole thing. We were still able to see the spectacular spires from “the other side of the tracks”.

After a stop for a coffee it was time to head back to the memorial to Operation Anthropoid which – wait for it – was closed! Apparently for technical repairs. Now hangry and disappointed we decided to find the cure for all ills – chocolate of course. We headed back to our tried and true Chocoffee for a sandwich and more beautiful tap-drawn Belgian chocolate goodness. It definitely lifted my mood!

Back across one of the lesser known bridges to Mala Strana, we strode along the riverfront. It wasn’t the most beautiful day in Prague but I’d be remiss in not saying how lovely it was to hold the hand of someone I love while watching the dazzling city go by.

What is it they say about the best laid plans? Well, I agree that they often go awry but they usually result in something wonderful. Maybe I should come up with a saying to that effect. I’ll get right on it…We’d been told by our cute free-tour-guide Amanda to check out a local restaurant called Lokal for a great local (get it?!) experience. And seeing as it was just a few blocks from our hotel, it was raining and we were exhausted, we were in. Immediately upon entering and asking about a table, John was told “We’re full”. Damn these rude Czechs! Or maybe they just don’t care. Regardless, I’m not even going to link to the restaurant…

On we went, now on the lookout for someplace warm and dry and close with – you guessed it – good wine. That’s not too much to ask, right? Well, we happened to stumble on a place that offered all of those things and more – a sweet little restaurant called Tři století – Café and Restaurant. Again, I’m going to reference Trip Advisor because they were right-on again…this one was voted #94 of 5372 restaurants in Prague. We had an adorable waitress who gave us great service. We had an amazing meal. We had some wonderful Czech wine. AND we had a great conversation to go with all of it. It was the perfect ending to our time in Prague.

Tri Stoleti
Tri Stoleti
Good wine and good food at Tri Stoleti
Good wine and good food at Tri Stoleti

Day 2 in Prague – Adventure Traveling Girl – and Boy

It was our first full day in Prague. As on most of my international trips, I like to take advantage of the free tours offered in most of these tourist cities. Prague was no exception. We woke early, had an amazing breakfast at the Alchymist, and were on our way. It was going to be another gorgeous day!

My boy on the Charles Bridge
My boy on the Charles Bridge

We took our time along the Charles Bridge as there were many fewer tourists at this time of the day. Our tour wasn’t scheduled until 10 so we wandered into the Old Town Square. This is where the famous Astronomical Clock tower sits as well as restaurants, bars and shops as far as the eye can see. I love seeing these areas of town but try to resist the urge to eat or buy here as these areas are usually a rip-off. But they are fun to see – and the people watching can provide hours of entertainment.

Astronomical Clock Prague Old Town
Astronomical Clock Prague Old Town

Our walking tour was lead by Amanda – a self-proclaimed “half-breed” – half-American and half-Czech – who had spent the last 9 years living in Prague. She was cute and fun and walked us from the Old Town Square to the river and the Rudolfinum (an architectural gem where concerts are typically held and is reported to have the best acoustics in the city) to the old Jewish cemetery and through the Jewish Quarter. During the tour she providing basic history of the area as well as stories from her own family who had “had enough” and finally left the area in the late 1960’s.

The history of Prague dates back to the 9th century when the land was termed Bohemia and under the rule of the Great King Wenceslas. It continues through the Hussite revolution and the rule of the Hapsburgs and entry into World World I. The history of this region that is most fascinating to me, however, is Prague’s role in World War II and the period after that.

Rudolfinum
Rudolfinum

Prague is one of the rare cities that didn’t get physically destroyed during WWII, leaving the beautiful in-tact architecture we still see today. But the impact on the people of the Czech Republic was severe – some 120,000 Jews lost their lives during the war – some buried 12-deep in the old Jewish cemetery in the Jewish Quarter.

Jewish Cemetery Prague
Jewish Cemetery Prague

After the war, the Soviets took over and established communism in Prague during which repression and economic hardship became the norm. Hundreds were executed and thousands died in labor camps simply because of their beliefs. Communism remained in control until the fall of the Berlin Wall when Czech youths organized a peaceful demonstration in memory of 9 students executed by the Nazis in 1939. The days following this demonstration became known as the Velvet Revolution because it was almost completely non-violent. I enjoy hearing this history because those who went through this time are still with us today and it’s easier for me to picture their lives and hardships…

Needless the say, the tour was well worth the time and afterward, we decided to make our way down the river – hand-in-hand – to see a memorial to Operation Anthropoid. John had become fascinated with this story during his research into the area. Operation Anthropoid was the code name for the assassination of Reinhard Heydrich who was one of the most powerful men in Nazi Germany and was instrumental in the rise of Adolf Hitler. He was in charge of the so-called Final Solution of the Jews in Europe. If it makes it clearer, this man was nicknamed “The Blond Beast” by the Nazis. Really?!?!?! And called “Hangman Heydrich” by others. The dude had absolutely no compassion for humans at all. So, despite extreme risks, 2 Czech soldiers – Gabčík and Kubiš – were tasked with carrying out the assassination attempt. After some unbelievable circumstances, Gabčík and Kubiš believed the attempt failed. Heydrich, however, was wounded and later died of his injuries. There is now a memorial erected beneath the Orthodox Cathedral of Saints Cyril and Methodius.

National Memorial to the Heroes of the Heydrich Terror
National Memorial to the Heroes of the Heydrich Terror

John was really looking forward to seeing this memorial. Little did we know that the memorial was closed on Mondays. We’d have to come back.

We’d been on our feet for hours and needed sustenance so made our way to a little bar filled with smoking locals. We tried our first local beer – Gambrinus – and of course schnitzel. On our way back over the bridge, John noticed a little café called Chocoffee. Well, the name says it all. This place was so good we’d go out of our way to return the following day. They advertised Belgian chocolate served from its own tap with any type of dipping food you’d like – from pretzels to fruit to nuts to what they called a cream horn which looked like an éclair but lighter and flakier. YUM! Those who know me know that I’m not a HUGE fan of Trip Advisor but according to them, this is #12 of 4970 places to eat in Prague. Yep – I agree with that!

Happiness at Chocoffee
Happiness at Chocoffee
Yum at Chocoffee
Yum at Chocoffee

Back across the river to Mala Strana, we visited the Lennon Wall, an area of legal graffiti that is a tribute not only to John Lennon but to love and peace in general. Even when the wall was painted over by authorities, on the second day it would be filled again with poems and flowers and even more graffiti.

Lennon Wall Prague
Lennon Wall Prague
Lennon Wall Prague
Lennon Wall Prague

John wanted to stop by the Church of our Lady Victorious which is famous for its housing of the Infant Jesus of Prague. He’d read about the Infant Jesus of Prague in one of his childhood novenas and he wanted to see it in person. The Infant Jesus has 2 crowns and about 46 robes which are traditionally changed about 10 times a year. He is enclosed in glass inside a beautiful Baroque-style church beneath which the novenas can be read in at least a dozen languages.

Infant Jesus of Prague
Infant Jesus of Prague

Our sweet free-tour guide Amanda convinced us that another tour was in order – that of Prague Castle. The tour was to start in the Old Town Square and complete on the other side of the river within the old castle walls. This was something both John and I were really looking forward to seeing – partially because of the amazing views of the city and partially because of the renowned St. Vitus Cathedral that is depicted in almost every picture of Prague.

Fantastic Prague Castle
Fantastic Prague Castle

This tour was a bit different, unfortunately. Our tour guide, Kevin, was American and had only been in Prague for 2 short years. Further, we think he was high or at least severely hung over. Regardless, he did make us giggle a few times but we didn’t get a great overview of this historic castle. One disappointing point – we didn’t get to go into St. Vitus Cathedral. Apparently it closes at 5 and we didn’t get there until after 6. But according to Kevin, “it’s just a church”. WHAT?!?!?! I really regret not having a chance to see this “church”.

St. Vitus Cathedral - "just a church"
St. Vitus Cathedral – “just a church”

Prague Castle is a castle complex dating from the 9th century. It is the official residence of the president of the Czech Republic and is the largest ancient castle in the entire world at over 18 acres! At one time it even had a moat for protection and one leader filled the surrounding area with deer so he could hunt without leaving the castle grounds.

The castle represents virtually every architectural style of the last millennium as each inhabitant built onto the castle in the preferred architecture of the day – from the Gothic St. Vitus Cathedral to the Romanesque Basilica of St. George. It has seen its share of hard times as well. In 1541 a fire destroyed large parts of the castle and the Second Prague defenestration in 1618 saw the castle damaged and dilapidated by looting and robbery. Does anyone know what defenestration is? I didn’t! Apparently defenestration – or the act of throwing someone out a window – was a huge part of Prague’s history. Interesting…

The castle was fascinating – and over-the-top gorgeous – and the views of the city were exactly what I’d read – absolutely stunning!

View from Prague Castle across the river
View from Prague Castle across the river

Our friends from Charlotte had recommended a restaurant on the top of Stahav hill very close to the castle district so we decided to walk there. What was so interesting to me is the lack of people on that side of the river at that time of night. We’d literally go blocks without seeing anyone. Kind of strange in such a touristy city. And it also meant we got lost. But not for long. Eventually we found the restaurant called Peklo – which is the Czech term for “hell”. It is part of the oldest monasteries in the world and is accessible by descending into the rock. It was dark and warm and inviting. We had some LOVELY Czech wine – of course white for me and red for John – and enjoyed the food and service there.

Dinner at Peklo
Dinner at Peklo

Walking the roads back to our hotel was like being in a different era. Cobblestones and lanterns lighted the way and very, very few people. It was lovely – and a little disconcerting 🙂 The evening finished with some more Czech wine for me and Becherovka for John. Becherovka is a traditional Czech herbal liquor. Although obviously he looks great drinking it, he didn’t get much past a few sips!

John drinking Becherovka - he looks cute but it tastes nasty
John drinking Becherovka – he looks cute but it tastes nasty

Prague – Lesser Town and the Charles Bridge

The theme of this trip was “Be here now”. I really wanted to try to stay in the present moment because, not only has it been way too long since I’ve traveled, but this would be my first time traveling with a man I love. I had very high expectations and wanted to savor every moment.

Arrival into Prague via taxi had us cresting over Petrin Hill where we got our first glimpse of the stunning Prague Castle, Old Town and the famous Charles Bridge. Everything was so old and intricate and very, very clean. It was lovely! We arrived at our hotel, The Alchemist, in Malá Strana. Malá Strana is one of the districts of Prague that literally translates to “Little Side” but is more commonly referred to as “Lesser Town”. The name of the district derives from its position on the left bank of the river Vltava, at the base of the Prague Castle. I chose this area to stay in because it’s much quieter than Old Town and New Town across the river and was reported to have hilly cobblestone streets lit by lanterns that would be close to deserted while the youngsters played across the Charles Bridge. Immediately upon entering the hotel we were given a welcome cocktail of their house made sparkling wine and numerous apologies for not having had a car for us at the airport. They were wonderful and the hotel was gorgeous – over-the-top – lots of gold and rich fabrics and antique furniture and even a stuffed boars-head on one of the walls. Everywhere you looked was something different and unique.

Alchymist Hotel Prague
Alchymist Hotel Prague

Our room was decorated in a similar vein. Even the beams on the ceiling were hand-painted in swirls and flowers and grapevines.

The hotel hosted a free nightly wine tasting so we figured why not? Almost immediately upon sitting down with our wine, another couple in the lounge asked where we were from. Come to find out they were from Charlotte as well! We ended up sharing our stories over some lovely wine. It was a nice way to begin the trip.

First thing to do? Cross the famous pedestrian-only Charles Bridge and wander around Old Town until we found some dinner.

Prague's Famous Charles Bridge
Prague’s Famous Charles Bridge

The Charles Bridge is a historic, Gothic-style bridge that served as the only means of crossing the river until 1841. It was named after King Charles IV and is protected by three towers – 2 on the Lesser Town side and one on the Old Town side of the river.  The bridge is decorated by a total of 30 statues, mostly in the baroque style, originally erected around 1700. But now they are all replicas – the originals are kept in museums for preservation.

It was a beautiful evening and the bridge was packed with tourists and locals artists hawking their wares. Every direction you look from this vantage is awesome. I’ve been to many places in my travels but have never been anywhere where the architecture of the buildings was so ancient and yet so intact. Breathtaking!

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Locks of Love - Charles Bridge
Locks of Love – Charles Bridge
Charles Bridge Statues
Charles Bridge Statues

Letting yourself get too hungry as a tourist is never a good thing. Every single thing I read about Prague said never to eat anywhere near the Charles Bridge – we’d get mediocre food, poor service and big prices. Well, typical hungry tourists that we were, we popped into a restaurant right off the Charles Bridge. Let me just say, listen to what you read about Prague! The food was actually decent – we both had the typical Czech goulash. In the Czech Republic, the goulash is different than in other parts of the world. This one consisted of lots of savory sauce, beef, a few onions and more bread dumplings than you can wrap your head around. Did I mention that one should believe what they read about Prague?! But at that point, little did I know that bad service is a Czech tradition and usually comes accompanied by a good meal.

After wandering around the Old Town Square and sampling our own bottle of complimentary house wine, we crashed as if we hadn’t slept in 24 hours 🙂

Alchymist Sparkling Wine
Alchymist Sparkling Wine

Cartagena Colombia is SEXY

I’m trying to find the perfect word to describe Cartagena Columbia.  It is sweet and romantic, with its cobblestone alleys and balconies overflowing with Bougainvillea. But it is also hot and sassy, sexy and loud, with music blaring from every corner, even people walking down the street rapping.

I am staying in the walled-in old town, which is a UNESCO world heritage site.  This area is teeming with peopl – it seems both day and night.  I can see why people don’t wear a lot of clothing here. It is so darn hot! And humidity like we don’t even see in Charlotte.

It was early evening when I arrived and got settled into my apartment.  The first thing I needed to do was get a map and go to the grocery store. After that, all I did all night was walk along the alley ways in the city.  I must have looked like a complete dork because every time I turned a corner in the city my mouth dropped open and I uttered the word “wow”.  There are horse-drawn carriages.  And local selling their wares. And honeymooners out for a stroll. And teenagers getting drunk in the streets. It just seems like the city has so many personalities. And each one of them is pretty freaking cool!  I bought a cervesa  on the street and just walked around drinking beer. Every once in a while I’d pop into a boutique or check out some crafts or sit on a curb.  The people watching here is amazing!  I can see how people fall in love with the city and never leave.

I don't usually take pictures of my food but...this is Filete Marinero - fish fillet with shrimp, octopus, and scallops. Served with guacamole and a banana with hot sauce on it!
I don’t usually take pictures of my food but…this is Filete Marinero – fish fillet with shrimp, octopus, and scallops. Served with guacamole and a banana with hot sauce on it!

Tomorrow morning I’ll take a tour and get my bearings. Then I’m off for a private salsa lesson which I can hopefully use tomorrow night and one of the many clubs

Hurts so good and I’m definitely a natural blond

Finally…this was to be the day that I’d get pampered before returning to the real world. But first, a little splurge on typical Colombian coffee. Where else would you go but Juan Valdez, right? Anyway, I returned to my apartment to pick up some things before my massage appointment and while I was there the power went out. Apparently this happens often in the Old Town. I didn’t think too much about it – just left to get rubbed!

Las Bovedas - former dungeons that now house local vendors
Las Bovedas – former dungeons that now house local vendors

I went to the old Santa Clara Hotel in Old Town which is now a Sofitel property and absolutely stunning! Here if you had a spa service you got access to the facility for the day so I planned to spend my day getting touched and pretty and then spending some time by their incredible pool.

Upon entering the ladies lounge, I made a new friend in Jess – a woman from Manhattan who was in Cartagena for an event planning conference. She’d been wined and dined all week long. She also let me know that Martha Stewart was at the hotel and I’d just missed her in the spa by 20 minutes. So I was in the company of Martha…kind of…it was going to be a great day.

I had the BEST massage I’ve ever had in my life here – and I’ve had quite a few. You know the kind? When the pressure feels so good that your eyes sort of roll back in your head and you can’t do anything but concentrate on the luscious feeling? It was one of those…oh so good. It was followed by a mini-facial and a pedicure that was long overdue. On returning to the ladies lounge, I realized that —– I did not have my credit card AND I did not have enough cash to pay for the service AND my credit card (and license and passport) where in the safe in my apartment whose power was out. It being an electronic safe, I was pretty much screwed. Oh my goodness, was I embarrassed! I immediately got in touch with both the property manager and the building manager to see if they could loan me money. And then did what I always do when I’m freaking out. I called my Mom! It was an agonizing 30 minutes or so but the property manager, Barbara, made a trip from her apartment to downtown to let me borrow enough money to pay my bill. I really needed a drink at that point! But – you can’t buy a drink with no money. It was seriously a comedy of errors all around. And I overreacted, of course, but was just so embarrassed about the whole thing. It was a little chink in the armor of what was supposed to be a picture perfect day.

The incredible pool at the Santa Clara Hotel
The incredible pool at the Santa Clara Hotel

I do think things happen for a reason, however, because after the whole debacle, Barbara and I went to have a bite to eat and a much-needed glass of wine. We had such a nice time! She and I are very similar and it’s refreshing to see that there are other slightly crazy yet pretty cool women out there in the world. I’m very grateful I got a chance to get to know her.

I had planned on going to the Havana Club to dance with Henry, my building manager, who is a local and would show me the ropes. Unfortunately, in all the events of the day, I drank some water at the spa that definitely wasn’t agreeing with this gringo L So instead of dancing ‘til dawn, I was in bed at 10! I was also reasoning that going to bed early would be better for my day at the beach on Friday.

I woke on Friday to another HOT, HOT, HOT day and was leisurely sipping my coffee and slowly waking up when I checked my email to find that my flight was delayed. How strange – how do they know it’s delayed when it isn’t departing until tomorrow? I honestly didn’t think twice about it but thought I’d just look at my Expedia app to see what I was in for the next day. It said, very clearly, “Your flight departs in 2 hours and 36 minutes”. WHAT?!?!?! Yes, I’m a natural blonde! I had seriously thought for months that I was returning on Saturday, not Friday. Well, here we go. I put some clothes on and literally sprinted down the streets of Cartagena to an ATM because of course I didn’t have any money for a taxi! I can only imagine what people were thinking by the looks they gave me. It was absolutely hysterical. But by 7:30 I was out of the apartment and shuffling down the streets with 2 suitcases in search of a taxi. When I found one, all I had to say was “mas rapido”!!!

All is well that ends well, right? I’m hoping to be in Charlotte by day’s end. Everyone needs a little jolt of excitement on their last day of vacation, right? Just don’t hold it against me…

Hated it! Loved it!

OK, the city is just cool! But not literally cool – it’s hotter than the Amazon here!

I woke up nice and early and had a coffee in my apartment while the rest of the world got up. This town definitely sleeps in.

Have I mentioned how hot it is here yet??? I left early for my tour and sweat was literally dripping from my chin within 5 minutes  I had to return to my apartment and get what I’m calling toalla del sudor – the sweat towel

Welcome to Cartagena
Welcome to Cartagena

The free walking tour started at 10 AM from the old Naval Museum in the walled in part of town. I really love the free walking tours! This tour lasted a little over two hours and our tour guide had been doing tours in Cartagena for 26 years.  He didn’t have the richest of personalities but he sure did know his facts.  I always learn so much about a place when I do these tours. I also get a chance to figure out where I’d like to go and spend more time. And I get to do it all for the cost of a tip which – in this case was only 5 dollars. Nice!

I’m not much of a historian but some of the history of Cartagena is absolutely fascinating. For example, the Inquisition of Cartagena. People deemed as heretics against the catholic religion were tortured and then executed in one of the city’s squares.

The Inquisition Museum and the square where the torture would ensue.
The Inquisition Museum and the square where the torture would ensue.

Also, the history is reflected in the architecture of the old town.  It is a mix of colonial and republican architecture. The balconies of the colonial style housing have sharp pointed corners, allegedly to scare the witches away.  Cartagena is 50 to 75% Catholic, and you can see that evidence in the multitude of churches within the city. Also, the doors of the houses give an indication of the wealth of its owners. They are massive – big enough for a horse to pass through – and have brass knobs on them. Legend has it that the more brass knobs, the wealthier you were.

I am much more interested, however, in the modern day secrets of the city. Like where I should go to eat! And drink! And dance!  And shop!  I learned that there are a few types of cuisine here. The one that I really needed to look for is called la comida corriente. This is typically what the locals eat. It is a set meal of rice, a meat, and a salad for next to nothing!

I also learned that there is a local market called Las Bovedas. It is a colonial structure that was built into the walls and used to be dungeons. It’s now a shopping destination with multiple vendors selling everything from art to magnets. I’d have to make it there.

A beautiful view of the tower
A beautiful view of the tower
The famous fat lady sculpture in Plaza Santo Domingo
The famous fat lady sculpture in Plaza Santo Domingo
One of the wealthiest families in the city lives here
One of the wealthiest families in the city lives here
A great sign: un cafe ( a coffee) $10,000, un cafe por favor (a coffee please) $7000, buenas un cafe por favor (good morning, a coffee please) $4000
A great sign: un cafe ( a coffee) $10,000, un cafe por favor (a coffee please) $7000, buenas un cafe por favor (good morning, a coffee please) $4000

After a great tour I took the guide’s advice on a restaurant and had la comida corriente for lunch. A full dish of local food – including a plantain with hot sauce on it (GENIUS) and a local Club Colonial beer – for the dollar equivalent of $6. Awesome!

Beer!
Beer!

Beer + vacation = nap in my world and after that I was off to my first private salsa lesson. It was at a local dance school called Crazy Salsa and I’d booked this lesson weeks ago. My first realization was how different it was from my lesson in Quito. There, all we really did was dance. Here, I learned the names of the moves and ways to perfect my form and footwork. My teacher was a local who grew up about 2 hours from the city – Mauricio. Perhaps the better experience had something to do with speaking the same language? Who knows; either way I learned so much and totally loved it!

I had previously asked the building manager to recommend a place where I could go for just a glass of wine – no food. I looked last night for something and had a hard time of it. He suggested Cafe del Mar, which is located on the city wall where tourists go to watch the sunset. Hated it! The view was nice but it was 20-something people and techno and neon lights…seriously not my thing.

I began to wander and found myself chatting with the manager of a spa I was inquiring about. He suggested a restaurant called La Vitrola for dinner and wine. Loved it!! It’s a Cuban restaurant with live music and an even more lively atmosphere. From the moment I stepped in I felt good. From the older gentleman hitting on me at the bar to the young waiter who said, “come with me, I’ll take care of you”. It was just what I wanted. I didn’t even look at the menu – I went on recommendations alone and enjoyed a beautiful fish, yummy white wine, sweet music and people-watching. Another great day in an amazing city 😊

Super cool doorway at La Vitrola. See the little door within the bigger door??
Super cool doorway at La Vitrola. See the little door within the bigger door??
Live Cuban music at La Vitrola
Live Cuban music at La Vitrola

Getting rid of the bad stuff and goodbyes

Day five of our tour took us on our last jungle hike – about a 2 mile walk to the jungle to a waterfall. It was a beautiful and very hot and sweaty trip but it was so worth it. The waterfall was like out of a movie. It was huge and stunning and it fell into a small pool surrounded by gorgeous vegetation. Wow, amazing! We’d all decided we’d use the waterfall as a shower so we stripped down to our skivvies and went for it.  The water was cold and clear and refreshing. Roberto said that going under the waterfall itself would “get rid of the bad stuff”. I’ll translate that to “cleansing your soul” and I was all for it. Consider me cleansed – literally and figuratively. We giggled like school children, threw the soap around and took way too many pictures. In short, it was perfect.

A stunning waterfall in the middle of a jungle
A stunning waterfall in the middle of a jungle

We had to say goodbye to some of the staff at that point and we got into the dugout canoe for our last cruise down the river. This time we were going in the direction of the road. We got to see the end of the Huaorani land, which is very clearly marked. After leaving were on the land, we enter land belonging to the Shuar tribe. This tribe is known for shrunken heads!

The crew at our campsite before we left
The crew at our campsite before we left

We ended our cruise at the bridge that begins what is called Zona Intangible. This area was set aside to guarantee the subsistence of people in voluntary isolation. This is where the Tagaeri tribe and the Taromenane tribe reside.  These two tribes want no outside influence and maintain their culture and traditions from centuries ago. These traditions include hunting with only spears and blowguns and, basically, killing anyone outside their tribe when they infringe on their land. From the stories we’ve heard from the Huaorani, they don’t discriminate. They’ll kill members of other tribes as well as oil company workers and illegal lockers.

This was where we had to say goodbye to Uweme, Eloy, Edison and Marco. Since these were the staff we got to know the most, this was difficult. All I could do was sincerely thank them and hope they know how much their brief presence in my life meant.

We got into our taxi that would take us to the city of Coca for our flight to Quito. Right away Roberto called this the Toxic Tour and you could immediately see why. It’s disgusting! The stark difference between the lush, alive, green jungle that we spent five days in and what we now saw was so extreme. There were oil rigs everywhere you looked it seemed. Literally I saw two within 1 mile of each other. Anything tall had been knocked down and there were pipes following  the whole road. Terribly sad… I don’t know much about drilling for oil but apparently what is drilled contains a waste product that cannot be used. So to get rid of this, near most rigs is at least one huge fire. The fires I saw were over 6 feet tall and they burn all the time. So not only are the oil companies polluting the land, they’re polluting the air as well. It’s just awful!

It was a quick and smelly flight back to Quito where Jen, Roberto and I said goodbye to Louise and Shane. The three of us then (finally!) indulged in a local beer called Club. I couldn’t leave Ecuador without tasting the yummy local beer!

It was time to say goodbye to Roberto and Jen. It’s always so hard for me to do this. I know that I don’t really know these people all that well but when you share this kind of experience with them, it feels as if you do. And to think that I might not see them again makes me very sad. I honestly don’t know what I would have done without Jen opening up her cabin to me. Just having someone in the room with me eased my fears so much and I could never thank her enough! So who knows, maybe our paths will cross again one day. I sure hope so! At the very least I’ve made friends and so many memories. We’ll always share those…

Tomorrow I’m off to Cartagena where I’m going to indulge in some good old-fashioned pampering. Wine, dancing, food, shopping, exploring… And more great stories please…

A journey down the river

Today we had a lazy day while our guides worked their butts off. We spent three hours poling down the river – well, Eloy and Edison poled while the rest of us searched for wildlife around the banks of the river. It was an absolutely perfect day to canoe down the Shiripuno river. Overcast with small bits of sun and rain. During the trip we spotted so many beautiful birds like the Toucan and the Macaw and different types of Heron. We also managed to see another type of monkey – the Duskitiki money. It was far away but so cool to see it running in the trees. Also at one point we heard a fairly loud howl or roar. First Uweme thought it was a howler monkey but then realized it was a jaguar! A jaguar was growling so close to us! Just the thought of that gives me goosebumps. Of course we couldn’t see it through the forest but knew it was right there.

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After stopping at our campsite where we’d spend our last night, we continued downriver to another Huaorani community called Nenquepare. Here we got to meet the head of that community as well as 2 of the teachers and a bunch of children. The tribe had had a party at this community just 2 days ago. Members of the Huaorani from hours away by canoe came to the 2-day party! Apparently it was quite an affair. So we learned about the community and then Uweme and Edison and Roberto took to the hard work of making a fire the traditional way – with a stick, a piece of wood and a piece of cotton from one of the trees in the forest. This was another one of those times where everyone worked hard while we stood around and watched. I can’t imagine having to do that to get fire! Edison, who is 16 and will soon marry, was getting picked on. Apparently you cannot find a wife until you can make fire this way.

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Uweme and Edison making fire

We spent some time hearing about how the government and oil companies had built them a new school and were even providing computers. It’s fascinating the mix of old and new here and it will be so interesting and perhaps scary to see how the Huaorani evolve with this mix of tradition and modernity. A new school with bright lights and solar panels sticks out like a sore thumb there and just doesn’t seem to fit nor to sit right with me. It feels like the tribe is being bribed for their land and aren’t getting close to a fair trade for it. It’s kind of sad…

We spent a lot of time listening to the stories of the community leader and his father. Tales of brutality with illegal loggers and folklore about how a father past away and came back as a jaguar. The tribe has such profound respect for the jaguar and you could see the pride in the face of a son as he spoke of his father.

It was pitch black when we returned to our campsite. We had dinner by the light of a headlamp and fell asleep in our tents to the sounds of insects and frogs and monkeys.

 

Getting to know the Huaorani

Thank goodness for new friends and good drugs; I was finally able to sleep last night! And I was a good bit less afraid. Trying to push rationality through fears is a difficult task for me but I was able to do it a little.

Our morning consisted of another hike through the rain forest. It was absolutely pouring outside! But for the Huaorani, that’s a good thing. They haven’t gotten much rain this season so the river is very low. And I’ve found that in the Amazon, you are NEVER dry. So don’t expect to be and you’re bettered off.

The hike was so cool! The rain forest canopy shielded a lot of the rain so we weren’t pounded on and, again, everything is just so lush and alive that it takes your breath away.

This name of this tree translates to the "devil's penis". Can you see why??
This name of this tree translates to the “devil’s penis”. Can you see why??

Uweme brought his blow gun and spear with him today. He was going to show us how the tribe uses them to hunt and we’d get to try it! He brought his personal bow gun which his grandfather used to hunt with. This blow gun is about 11 feet tall but they do make them in different sizes and are used according to what they’ll be hunting. For example, a longer blow gun will be more accurate and can shoot longer distances – to over 100 feet. Uweme showed us how it’s done and after his instruction, every single one of hit the target! It was heavy but once you got your aim right, extremely accurate. They put poison on the darts used in the blow gun. Of course the poison is made by the tribe with plants from the jungle. So a relatively small dart (approximately 1 foot) can easily kill a monkey. With a larger animal, it will at least slow them down enough to “finish them”.

Uweme showing us how to use a blowgun
Uweme showing us how to use a blowgun

We also learned how the tribe uses spears to hunt. Typically the blow gun is used for smaller prey and the spear for larger prey. The spear was about 9 foot long and sharpened on both sides so that if they have to break off part of the spear they still have the other side to hunt. Usually, they’re thrown while running through the jungle. Uweme created a target for us and off we went. This was definitely more difficult than shooting the blow gun but also more rewarding when you got it right – which I did not 😊.

My attempt to throw a Huaorani spear
My attempt to throw a Huaorani spear

Back before the missionaries made contact with the Huaorani they obviously only used blow guns and spears to hunt. Now a few of them have guns and the younger members of the tribe sometimes use them for larger prey. But they do like to maintain traditions and some of the older tribe members know only blow guns and spears.

On our way back to the canoe, Uweme wanted to stop by a tree that typically served as a “monkey house”. And there they were! We saw owl monkeys which are very small and the Huaorani wouldn’t hunt but would instead keep them as pets. They were so cute! We think there were 4 of them. There was a baby monkey among them. Oh, baby monkeys are to-die-for!!! Jen wanted to bring one home with her.

4 Owl monkeys!!!! They are almost right in the middle of the picture. 4 sweet little head looking out from the tree.
4 Owl monkeys!!!! They are almost right in the middle of the picture. 4 sweet little head looking out from the tree.

We spent the afternoon at the lodge just hanging out and it was wonderful! They have a main gathering area here where you are sheltered from the weather and you can just look out into the jungle and listen to its amazing sounds. I was sitting alone reading and Uweme came to sit next to me. We communicated with my limited Spanish and hand-gesturing. He asked to see pictures of my mom and dad, we talked about his family and where I would travel to next. I was actually honored that he would take time out to spend one-on-one time with me. Especially when my Spanish sucks!

Uweme and I
Uweme and I

After a short while the others joined us and Uweme showed us how to make traditional Huaorani crowns – which are of course made from strips pulled from specific trees in the jungle. While we worked, he told us more legends from the tribe. Soon, more of the Huaorani joined him – our canoe poler and the patriarch of the home we visited yesterday, Eloy, as well as his mother Veronica and the manager of the hotel, Gallo. With Roberto serving as a translator, we sat and talked for over 2 hours – us learning about them AND them learning about us. It was such an incredible experience and honestly one of the very best parts of this trip! For example, we learned how upset they are that they’ve opened their land to the oil companies and feel they’ve gotten nothing from it. And that Eloy would love for his children to grow up and go to university but also to continue to maintain Huaorani traditions. It made me realize that even though people are so radically different, we can all find common ground – in this case the desire to give our children more than we had.

It was another absolutely amazing, life-changing, eye-opening day in so many ways. I’m so deeply grateful for this experience. Even with the creepy crawlers (which I’m now talking to instead of stomping on), the fact that I haven’t been dry in 3 days and the afro on my head, I would not change one moment!!