Hotel el Campin
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Business Services
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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Today was a chilled research day for me. I didn’t do much during the day except send out a couple of emails to Spanish schools in the area and try to figure out what I should see in Bogota.
I met Melissa after she finished work again and we went out Hard Rock Cafe for dinner! This was my 42nd HRC in the world, and my first in South America. I was surprised at how cheap it ...
... breakfast accompanied by a guitarist playing local folk music which was a perfect way to start the day and with some wonderful Colombian Coffee,I was ready to go and explore the city,well the historic city at least.In body though I was not feeling so great,the endless run of travel in the last few weeks had started to catch up on me.Santiago is 500m above sea level and Bogota is at 2700m,I had to also adjust from three degrees of temperature in Santiago to 25 degrees in ...
... to do little today. I'm guessing getting stuck in the rain wasn't the greatest idea. We were supposed to go on a bike tour this morning, but ended up postponing it until tomorrow. Which is Sunday. Which is also supposed to be better as the city closes most of the streets so everyone can get out and cycle/rollerblade/walk/skate through the city. We don't much today except walk around. That's boring to write about. Day 39: Bike ride day! We umm and ahh ...
... And a shawl for Jo Ann. I almost got her a wool Peruvian poncho-- was super cool -- but I couldn't quite see how it would transfer from the Andean highlands to the mean trails of North Toronto dog-walking.
We came home, tested out the new aguardiente glasses (happy to say that they work) ... and fortunately Kyra was feeling better, so we walked to the Zona Rosa -- and dinner at Andres Carne de Res (which basically translates to Andre's Cow Meat) We ...
... at packets of dynamite to try and explode them and would no way get past the health and safety bores in Europe.
There is one little cafe in town that we spent a fair amount of time at, scoffing the amazing burgers and peanut butter brownines (a nice change from the local fare). All of the walls are graffitied and I spent a long time choosing a spot to place my "Live, love and don't be sorry" heart. It is only afterwards ...