Cartagena de Indias 1683
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I was in the port of Cartagena de Indias, and the year was 1683.
Jeg var i havnen i Cartagena de Indias, og året var 1683.
The sun had already risen over the Caribbean Sea.
Solen var allerede stået op over Det Caribiske Hav.
The air smelled of salt, damp wood, and spices. Everything looked old, but full of life.
Luften lugtede af salt, fugtigt træ og krydderier. Alt så gammelt ud, men fuld af liv.
The merchants were shouting their prices as they unloaded goods from the latest galleon.
Købmændene råbte deres priser, mens de lossede varer fra den seneste galeon.
I saw some sailors talking about an English ship seen near the coast.
Jeg så nogle sømænd tale om et engelsk skib set nær kysten.
A young man was selling coconuts on the corner and offered me one for two reales.
En ung mand solgte kokosnødder på hjørnet og tilbød mig en for to reales.
From the top of the city walls, you could see the sea and hear the sounds of the port.
Fra toppen af bymurene kunne man se havet og høre lydene fra havnen.
I entered the city through the Boca del Puente, the main entrance to Cartagena.
Jeg gik ind i byen gennem Boca del Puente, hovedindgangen til Cartagena.
In the Plaza de los Coches, the vendors were offering tropical fruits under colourful umbrellas.
På Plaza de los Coches tilbød sælgerne tropiske frugter under farverige parasoller.
A lady in the plaza told me that the Zapata family would host a grand dance that week.
En dame på pladsen fortalte mig, at Zapata-familien ville arrangere en stor dans den uge.
I saw some children running barefoot through the plaza.
Jeg så nogle børn løbe barfodet gennem pladsen.
The Street of the Inquisition was narrow and quiet, but everyone avoided talking about the building at the end.
Calle de la Inquisición var smal og stille, men alle undgik at tale om bygningen for enden.
I walked along Archbishop’s Street, where the houses had wooden balconies full of flowers.
Jeg gik langs Calle del Arzobispado, hvor husene havde træbalkoner fyldt med blomster.
Doña Teresa Céspedes passed by in her carriage, covered with a white lace veil.
Doña Teresa Céspedes kørte forbi i sin vogn, dækket med et hvidt blonde slør.
Doctor Fernández de Madrid walked by in his black cape, and many greeted him with respect.
Doktor Fernández de Madrid gik forbi i sin sorte kappe, og mange hilste ham med respekt.
Father Ignacio, a beloved Jesuit, was speaking with some children in front of the convent.
Fader Ignacio, en elsket jesuit, talte med nogle børn foran klosteret.
A boy told me that Don Tomás, the baker, always saved the best bread for the soldiers.
En dreng fortalte mig, at Don Tomás, bageren, altid gemte det bedste brød til soldaterne.
I heard that Don Alonso Valdés received news of a shipment of cacao from Venezuela.
Jeg hørte, at Don Alonso Valdés modtog nyheder om en forsendelse af kakao fra Venezuela.
They said Don Rodrigo Montenegro wanted to buy another house near the city wall.
De sagde, at Don Rodrigo Montenegro ønskede at købe et andet hus nær bymuren.
In the apothecary shop, Señora Gómez said her son saw a French ship from the hill.
I apoteket sagde Señora Gómez, at hendes søn så et fransk skib fra bakken.
In the tavern, a sailor said that young Blas de Lezo wanted to set sail for Havana.
I kroen sagde en sømand, at den unge Blas de Lezo ønskede at sejle mod Havana.
I passed through the Customs Square, where officials walked with papers in hand and serious faces.
Jeg gik gennem Plaza de la Aduana, hvor embedsmændene gik med papirer i hånden og alvorlige ansigter.
In San Pedro Claver Square, a group of newly arrived enslaved people waited silently under the sun.
På Plaza de San Pedro Claver ventede en gruppe nyankomne slaver stille under solen.
I saw the Castle of San Felipe in the distance, towering over the city from a hill.
Jeg så Castillo de San Felipe i det fjerne, der dominerede byen fra en bakke.
At sunset, people walked along the city walls to watch the sun sink into the Caribbean Sea.
Ved solnedgang gik folk langs bymurene for at se solen synke ned i Det Caribiske Hav.
Cartagena was full of life, colours, and rumours — a city that never completely slept.
Cartagena var fuld af liv, farver og rygter — en by der aldrig helt sov.