This gentleman was the herald who trumpeted our arrival at the historic fort overlooking the city of Cartegena.
I have no idea of what the uniform he wore represented, but I admired his entrepreneurial spirit. His trumpet playing was redolent of my Herb Alpert C.D., so apparently those music lessons did work out for him, after all.
I had carried ashore a supply of the new $1 coins, and this fellow certainly deserved a symbol of my appreciation of his efforts. If that trumpet gig doesn't work out, he might try for a job in baseball. He caught the coin on "the fly" without missing a note.
His post was mid-way up to the top of the fort, and when we returned he was still there panning for gold, so I threw a second gold coin into his tip jar. Those dollar coins were an inspired idea, as few people I gave them to had ever seen one. Next tour, perhaps monopoly money might work, but I doubt it. The dollar may not be as mighty as it used to be, but it is still sought the world over.
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