Departing from New York at a bone-chilling minus ten degrees and enduring over five hours in the air, we landed in Cartagena, the vibrant coastal city of Colombia, where the temperature soared to a balmy 31 degrees. On Christmas Eve, as the stars lit up the sky, we discovered a charming Spanish restaurant tucked away in the old town to celebrate your birthday with a delightful cake 🎂.
This special night not only marked your birthday but also heralded the start of our nearly month-long South American adventure—a journey shared by you and me, mother and daughter. When you were little, I guided you through the wonders of the world, and now, as you’ve blossomed into adulthood, you’re sharing your own discoveries and showing me new horizons.
