Life Lessons from Drug Deals
âHey Amigo!â Shouted a scruffy voice from behind me as I walked down a dusty street of Cartagena. A scruffy man cruises towards me on a shaggy bike, as I keep walking. His bike has seen better days. Both handles supported large Costco sized plastic bags full of junk and his hunched posture tells me that he didnât buy that bike. Furthermore, heâs not looking too good either, with a few teeth missing. He calls out, âCocaine, Hierba! Do you want?â Iâve shouldâve kept walking⌠Itâs my first month in Colombia and second day in Cartagena, where Iâve escaped from…