Cartagena, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love your pink sunsets and blue walls, your orange fruits and green drinks. I love your sleepy chihuahuas and your sidewalk cafes, your rows and rows of jewellery for sale. I love your limonada and sweet coffee for purchase while pigeons fight for pieces of corn scattered by tourists. I love your smiles and your handshakes, your cold beers and your humid nights. I love your music that greets me at every corner, the art that covers your streets, your night sky full of stars and laughter.