Our priority after breakfast was to get our laundry done. That was quite easy, being just around the corner. The next priority was to top-up our cash to take us till our last couple of days in Colombia. We found the Scotiabank (again) which dispensed a maximum of COP900K without a local fee.
Near there was a supermarket which had cheap water and some products but certain everyday things like biscuits, shavers were horrendously expensive. I’m guessing less well-heeled locals would buy lesser brands than what the supermarket carries.
While Kim’s tummy has more or less settled, he was now coughing. We had run out of Covid-19 antigen rapid test kits because I brought two and he had supposedly brought a box of five but it was a nearly empty box of only one. None of the three tests he had done were positive and we were keen to have another go.
Unfortunately, rapid tests are not for sale publicly in Colombia and the only option was to go to laboratory.
After having good days in Barichara, today he took a turn for the worse and needed a morning nap. I’m starting to think that while his diarrhoea wasn’t Covid-19 related but related to bad food choices in Los Angeles. And perhaps now, he was starting with Covid-19 but we will never know.
With no confirmed test result, we took lunch at a nearby restaurant of octopus rissoles and a chicken Caesar salad. Sadly, the rissoles turned out to be pieces of tentacles deep-fried in batter. For me, they were fine but I had built Kim up for soft mashed potato balls with pieces of octopus in them.
Kim napped some more through the afternoon. I continued my effort to update my travels to my online blog.
Once the worst heat of the day was over, we went out around 1600 for a walk around the old city again. This time we went further, beyond the high-class to the middle-class area further north-east.
Our laundry was ready at 1800. We were surprised to find them all lovingly folded and still warm. With the dull humid day that we had, I’m guessing they were done in the dryer.
We repeated ourselves with a burrito at Chilada’s again. Here we met our first significant English-speaking person in the country, making our burrito!
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- Clock Tower Gate to Cartagena’s old city.
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- Around Cartagena’s old city.
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- Around Cartagena’s old city.
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- Church of San Pedro Claver in Cartagena’s old city.
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- Around Cartagena’s old city.
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- Around Cartagena’s old city.
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- Plaza de Bolivar in the old city.
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- Long queue for the bar on the city wall.
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- Popular bar on the city wall.
