Hostal Bogota Real
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... views of Bogota at the top was predictably majestic with the city stretcing away into the distance-it is massive and you can believe that 7.4m people live here.
It was also clearly visible that Bogota sits in a bowl in the mountains, surrounded on all sides. Pretty cool really.
Whilst at the top we tried some of the local delicacies.
A plate of cottage cheese with caramel sauce and a red guava slab of jelly.
Odd looking ...
... one on one with Spanish speakers, because I can ask them to repeat things if I need it. They also tend to use words that I understand. It took us about 1 hour to walk up the hill. It was challenging, but if one kept moving, I found it easier than stopping to rest.
I picked up my art project from Lyda. It was now dry. I headed for a much needed shower. It was a warm shower, but I was thinking that a cold shower right now might be pretty ...
... arrived. More suitcases and bags were added to the stack. The stack included every imaginable color, size, and shape of bag from tiny to large and expanded.
About 11 AM, we checked out. Then we got Shawna and Kevin checked out. I ate my left over lunch from the Sabbath, but Scott, Kevin and Shawna ate in the hotel restaurant with Cecily and Janet.
About 12:30 PM, they started loading all the suitcases on the ...
... spectacular view I went again. This time however, the aerial tramway was open,so we were able to take the funicular up and the tram back, which made my day. I know it's the simple things in life that make me happy :) Oh and the best part.....getting to eat fresh grilled corn on the cob, from the vendors behind the church.
After wondering around the mountain for a while and taking in the incredible views, we decided to walk ...
... the music was amazing! Everything I love - salsa, merengue, vallenato and the best kind of cheese! Everyone was dancing around their tables, and the poor waiters had to keep squeezing past. Paola and her friends had even saved a bit of each of the typical dishes they had tried for me and the Korean friend to try, and later, we were plied with aguardiente (the typical Colombian alcohol). At one point, a group of musicians and a woman dressed in a ...