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Our taxi wound through the colorful cobblestone streets of Cartagena, carefully navigating the one-ways to our hostel in the middle of the old town. O and I had spent the night prior sitting on the rooftop of our hostel in Bogotá, enjoying the company of a new friend and now the exhaustion was setting in. …
I know I put a lot of emphasis on the magical draws of summer. And really, who doesn’t love the warm patio nights, the shorts and swimwear lifestyle, the resulting socially acceptable tan lines, and the cliché of “rosé all day”? But even summer’s biggest fans will admit that the first day that refreshing breeze …