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... place to go and dance. Where we ended up was a few streets outside of the "safe zone" and looked less like a bar and more like a sort of semi open-air canteen. The clientele when we arrived consisted of a handful of middle-aged guys in tracksuits. Their dancing ability should not be judged on their shabby attire though, these guys could move - I think dance skill is a component of Latino blood. Unfortunately for me and my two left feet, the style of dance ...
... of gold artifacts, some dating back to 2000 years BC.
Today we took the Teleferico to the top of Cerro Monserrate.
We joined a huge crowd of families out on their Sunday excursion.
Fantastic views high over Bogota. Worth queueing for an hour.
Finished the day with a walkabout around the, would you guess, Simon Bolivar Square.
Now a quick 'nap' before our 1:30 AM flight to Buenos ...
... of the city with good restaurants and bars, but more expensive. We got the funicular railway up Monserrate Hill - good views of the city (it was about 600m up). Bogota sits around 2500m, luckily no signs of altitude sickness yet.
Weather varied dramatically from hot and sunny during the day to baltic at night.
Next stop - San Gil!
Hasta Luego ...
I was expecting not to like Bogota as I'm not a fan of cities when traveling but I loved it. Yes it was cold but there's something quirky and fascinating about the place and it's people. On my first walk out and about I came across Pump up the Jam blasting with an old man dancing like nobody was watching, a guy doing strange stretching movements for money and a guinea pig race all within eye shot. Oh and further on a dead body taped off too.
I went on a bike ...
... 25 room just off the beach with beds for all three of us, a rustic (and I don't mean in a fancy way) outside shower hammocks and a little table outside, simple and perfect. We had found our place, home sweet home. We tossed down our bags, flopped on our beds, had celebratory rum in plastic cups. It was Friday night, we were in this very groovy little town of Palomino and we were together: Dad, sister and brother. It was fantastic.
After settling in a bit, we walked the ...