Cartagena is a walled city with very few entrances-
Street signs are beautiful-
La Portal de Los Dulces is a "sweets" street under the arches-
On the statue is the word Heroica, which is how Colombians call Cartagena because of their bravery after Independence which they won November 11, 1811 from Spain. However, in 1816, Spain decided it wanted Colombia back, so the Spaniards surrounded the walled city, cutting off supplies going in. Well, after 105 days, the gates of Cartagena were opened. Over 6000 had died of starvation. The leaders of the resistance were executed but before Spain could really gain a foothold, Bolivar was on his way with 12,000 soldiers to help the Colombians. The Spaniards retreated and Cartagena became known as Heroica.
Saint Catherine of Alexandria Cathedral was originally built in 1577 but then destroyed in a pirate attack-
Next to Gertrude is the Santo Domingo church-
A mermaid meant the habitant was a trader-
A fish was for a fisherman-
Cocadas are a local treat made from coconut and/or piña and of course sugar, lots of it-
Close by is the Monumento Pedro de Heredia. He founded Cartagena de Indias in 1533-
Customs Square, also known as Plaza de la Aduana-
is where goods coming into the port were taxed. I love the church towers!
Across the square is Torre Del Reloj (Clock Tower), another entrance to the city at La Plaza de Los Coches or Carriage Square. It is where slaves were bought and sold-
The Palacio de la Inquisition is the former home of the Punishment Tribunal of the Holy Office. People were tortured for heresy. Inside are torture devices that were used on suspected witches and blasphemers. The Inquisition ended in 1811. I hope to visit tomorrow-
It was completed in 1770 and the entrance is considered the greatest work of architecture in Cartagena-
Saint Peter Claver (on the left)-
And palenqueras, women selling fruit-
Real palenqueras charge money to have their picture taken-
With their gorgeous looking fruit baskets that are only props-
I am staying on Plaza Santo Domingo-
Lunch was ceviche at La Cevicheria. My waiter was a scoundrel. He told me the beer I wanted, which was the cheapest, wasn't cold and that the mediano size of ceviche I ordered was very small, really for children. So, I stuck with the beer but ordered the next size of ceviche. Believe it or not, the beer was ice cold and I brought half of the ceviche home. Asshole!
Hors d'oeuvres were potato chips with a honey mustard dipping sauce. La Cevicheria is supposed to be the best place in the city to eat ceviche but it was only shrimp in a lemon sauce. Lots of shrimp mind you but not my favorite-
I don't think they want me to sit on these steps-
There is lots to buy on the street-
Bags, blankets, scarves and trinkets-
The doors to many buildings are very interesting. Slaves used to have to open them and they are gigantic. Once slavery was abolished in 1851, people added door knockers and cut smaller doors into the large doors-
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