A journey inside the city and its secrets. Because the hips that dance is a heart that was ignited by the rhythm on the streets, the lips that sing verses were once butterflies. This is Cartagena from the eyes and heart of a native, from a Cartagenero.
This is a local project, which aims to convey all the city’s beauty, its people, its streets, its old- colored colonial buildings, music, art, architecture, dance, food, language, poetry and life on a daily basics.
Our beginning`s history as city is important, but the history we are writing now is relevant as well. The smile of that strives, the blink of an eye to the guy on the street, the kiss on the forefront of the mother who blesses his sons and daughter before they leave to work.
We want to tell the history exactly how it is, dates, places, people, moments, we want you to know who used to indwelled that old house, who built it, who sat down under the shade of that old-big tree over the corner on the cobblestone street in front of a big church.
History is history because it tells the life of real people, events have different colors, the drama, happiness, loneliness, hopes, and dreams of those in the midst of it.