The second morning we were in Cartagena Linda and I went in separate directions to explore the city. I headed for the historic part of the city and the fortress.
|View from our balcony while we had breakfast.|
|One of the entrances into the fortress tunnels.|
|The tunnels are not very high. There are alcoves where soldiers hid to ambush invaders.|
|From the top of the fortress.|
There is a huge amount of history here that I know nothing about. Cartagena was a slave port, a resupply for square riggers crossing the Atlantic, a place for explorers and conquerors to come to. The citizens here are a beautiful race; a combination of the tribes conquered by the Spaniards, the African slaves brought to the country in chains, and the white Europeans who invaded in the 1500s. Americans know so little of history and how we came to be what we are now.
|Views of the fortress.|
|Views of modern Cartagena from the top of the fortress.|
The modern Cartagena is a multinational city with millions of residents and a thriving population. Being almost on the equator gives the city a temperate climate year round. It's also below the hurricane tracks so it's outside the threat of dangerous weather.
|Wood altars in one of the larger churches in old Cartagena|
|San Pedro Claver church museum|
|The bones of Saint San Pedro are entombed within the alter at the church that bears his name.|
|The entrance into the botanical garden.|
|Anna with a lady in native costume.|