A well deserved break

People think that traveling for months is like being on a very long vacation. It's not. The longest I've stayed in one place this time was Sucre where I stayed for about 1,5 weeks. That's just barely enough time to be able to unpack all your belongings and get to know a town/small city. It's not enough time to be able to call a place home or for your back to get used to the bed you're sleeping in.
I've slept in about 50 different beds, since 13th January, not including the airplanes, buses, floors and benches that I've slept on.
I've been on 40 different buses (not including local ones or airport transfers) for a total of 255 hours. That's more than 10,5 days.
I've been on 4 airplanes and I still have 5 to go.
I've met more people than I can even count.
Are you starting to get my point? It's tiring.
I've felt so extremely tired for the last few months without really knowing why. I'm usually a really tired person so I just thought I had a tired period, but I've realized that I've been moving to fast.
Don't get me wrong here! I've had the best time of my life and I wouldn't have done it differently if I could redo it. But 9 countries in under 5 months is fast traveling and it's definitely not a vacation.
When I had realized this, I decided to stay a bit longer in Cartagena than my original plan of 3 nights. I stayed 5 nights at a hostel called Mi Llave, which is a quiet and nice hostel in walking distance of old town and the party of Media Luna. I didn't do much at all, just spent my days strolling around town, reading, hanging out at a beach nearby or sleeping. It was amazing and when I left I actually felt refreshed and energized. It didn't last very long, but it doesn't matter.
I will remember Cartagena as my calm, relaxing and wonderfully beautiful "mini home". And the Piña colada served in a piña, on the beach while I was laying in the shade reading a book. Yes it was as wonderful as it sounds like!