Yesterday was the first day I cried while I was here. And it’s okay, it’s not bad to feel bad. I only mention it, because it was the first day I cried.
Among all these thoughts, I washed clothes and grabbed my bike. I flipped the drop I went to a super large roof that is in the historic center and I began to spin, to stand on my bike, to find the balance.
And I found my favorite place in Cartagena.