Lifeisgrand

There’s no denying it – the knockers in Cartagena are spectacular. When it comes to variety, shapeliness, size, and beauty, no other knocker...

It’s been a little tough figuring out who’s Colombian here and who’s a Latino tourist. The Colombians don’t have an easily distinguishable a...

The urgent winds of yesterday had snuffed themselves out and today’s faint breeze did little to mask the inescapable heat. It was hot…damn h...

Cartagena at night was an explosion of light, people, colour, and music. I was dumbstruck as I absorbed the Tuesday evening scene playing ou...

By breakfast today I had confirmed a Cartagenian conspiracy. They were slipping hot dogs into my food. I’d eaten hot dogs at every meal. Ana...

I was up shortly after sunrise and snuck out of the room for a beach walk. The humid morning air felt tremendously fine as I sucked it greed...

I never use an alarm to wake up. It’s not necessary as I’ve always been a morning person and an “early to bed, early to rise” kind of guy (o...