by Sandra Hutchinson
When our family told friends and acquaintances that we had decided to travel over the New Year’s holiday to Colombia, most looked at us in wide-eyed disbelief. “Why on earth would you go there?” was the most frequent reply. A few even asked us if we meant Columbia, South Carolina, not South America.

We whiled away some time at this cafe in Getsemani, a Cartagena neighborhood outside the walled colonial city.