There was a time when the New World did not exist. The sun set in the west in an ocean where no man dared to venture. The leading geographers of the day believed that monsters guarded the edge of the world and that it was impossible to cross an ocean of 22,000 nautical leagues, equivalent to 66,000 miles.
In 1492, more than 500 years ago, Spain was a nation gripped by fear and superstition. Ruled by obsessive Catholic monarchs, Ferdinand of Aragon and Isabella of Castile and their ruthless inquisition that persecuted men who dared to dream.
Science could not explain the reality of possibility. The world was inert, waiting for a dreamer.
Christopher Columbus, a determined navigator from Genoa, Italy, challenged the monarchs and —driven by his sense of destiny, greed, and narcissism — crossed the sea of darkness in search of honor, gold, fame and the greater glory of God.