I love walking the streets of these European cities. That’s what we did in both of these Spanish
cities, clocking over five miles each day despite Bob’s heel spur. The temperature was perfect in Cartagena..
In Cartagena, because we were docked right at the city, we
skipped our tour which would have taken us out of town to see a couple of
churches (Zzzzz), and instead hoofed around on our own.
The weather was perfect. The
pedestrian only streets, paved in colorful tile and lined with stores and cafes,
were delightful.
Cartagena came under Roman rule in 209 BC. We climbed the hills amidst archeological
remains of the Roman forum, the amphitheater, the temple, and the mill.
We headed back to the ship and were surprised that a fog had
rolled in. Pretty. Soon enough, it burned
away and again we were able to see the hundreds of moored sailboats. There was an odd looking boat-like thing
which, from a distance, we thought was a sculpture, maybe an interpretation of
a sailboat. Found out later that this is
a 480 million dollar superyacht “A” belonging to a Russian oligarch. It has eight levels, electronic windows, and a
glass hull.
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