A Girlfriends' Trip To Cartagena
Have Birthday, Will Travel
Leading up to my milestone birthday, my best BFFs asked me how I wanted us all to celebrate. Since they know that I live to travel, they knew a trip was in order. They probably weren’t even surprised when I said that I wanted us to celebrate in Cartagena. I think, though, almost all of us were surprised that we were able to make it happen. But, with a couple of minor tweaks on the dates, and adding a new friend to our party about three weeks before the big day, we set off on our adventure.
Even The Best Plans Change
Our early morning flights had us running on fumes, and we were pretty beat when we arrived in Cartagena. As a result, I could see some of the action-packed adventures that I had planned for our first evening fading away. I totally understood. Laura of Gema Tours, was waiting for us as we cleared customs. Her team quickly loaded our luggage into the mini-bus. We excitedly started on the 15 minute ride to the Intercontinental Hotel.
After check-in, we made quick wardrobe changes (it was a sunny 93 degrees F), and met in the lobby. We walked to Kokorico, for a late lunch of roasted chicken, fried chicken, yucca, and arepas.
One at a time, we placed our orders at the register. We sat and enjoyed how cool it was to see that at this fast-food restaurant, they have servers. They delivered our silverware, soft drinks, napkins, and gloves (for eating the fried chicken!). While the wait was a bit longer than we are used to at a fast-food restaurant (about 25 minutes), we agreed the outcome was well worth it. Hot, juicy, delicious chicken made to order!
Lazy With The Locals
After our late lunch, we attempted to walk off the ton of food we’d just eaten. I’d planned for us to go back to the hotel, nap, and get get dressed for dinner and dancing. Instead, we walked a few more blocks, reached the beach, and answered the call of the tiki hut servers to come, sit and have cocktails.
With the waves splashing and the sun setting as a backdrop, we soon realized this was probably not a bad decision. A couple of local “musicians” sang songs for us, a stray beach dog slept at our feet, and growled at anyone that came near us. We sat happily, lazily, and decided that this was pretty much how our first day in Cartagena was going to wind down.