This weekend a group of us from Barranquilla headed to Cartagena to attend a semi-formal masquerade ball hosted by the teachers at the American school in Cartagena. This weekend there were also elections in Colombia so the sale of alcohol was prohibited throughout the country from 6 pm on Friday until 6 this morning. Don't think that stopped us, we planned ahead.
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We had an exuberant one and a half hour drive to Cartagena. We stopped in a town mid-way to have a snack and a sing along.
In the car we also got to rehearse for the masquerade:
I teach a swimming elective every Friday and so Friday afternoon I told the kids to forget the pool, that we were making some Halloween masks. We clipped leaves from around the school to make our masks, but one girl came late and had to use a plastic plate and construction paper, which is how we have Brad's mask.
I'm pretty sure that today the Cartagena people are talking about how glad they are that they invited us to the party. We really livened up the place.
It took Frank's mom two days to make this costume
Sadly, by the end of the night the suit was stained (Frank fell behind the air conditioner) one of the sleeves was ripped off and he had lost three rhinestones.
We brought our own music
and danced
We also climbed onto the rooftop of this church, but we were warned that the priest was coming after us so we had to get down.
That night we didn't really have a place to stay, but a girl we met at the party said we could stay in her apartment. She just gave us the address and the keys, told us where we could find the drinkable water and sent us on our way. We didn't realize until the next morning that she had this view:
We waited around for the owner the next morning, but she never showed up. Then we faced the task of finding our Barranquilla friends, who were staying at another person's apartment. So we told a taxi driver to drive us around until we saw something familiar. For only 5 dollars he drove all around the city pointing out objects and places of interest along the way until we finally recognized the apartment building. After some breakfast we headed home, sure that we will never be invited to Cartagena again.
4 comments:
Sounds like a trip only the two of you could embark upon. In other news, googling "peso millionaires" returns your blog as the top result. (my computer crashed and I had to look it up)
Woohoo! I'm number one! Hey, we never said congratulations on the house. Congratulations! Can't wait to see it.
Can you get the keys for that apartment when we come down in March. Looks like a great place to stay! Reading this blog reminded me of a certain trip to Oregon with more or less the same cast and crew. I would like to think that I taught you how to stay at random people's houses, but maybe you and Brad are already pros. You should write a book on strategies for never needing a hotel room.
Were there any dogs with dinner plate sized holes in the hair on their rear ends? Snow globes?
Adam
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