Santafe Boutique Hotel
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- Airport Transportation
- Meeting rooms/conference facilities
- Minbar in room
- Drycleaning onsite
- Continental Breakfast
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... kicked in.
They called passengers forward for boarding more or less on time but they seemed to take ages to check each person's boarding pass and passport. We we're to be bussed out to the plane. We were on the last bus and after we were all crammed on the bus sat there for a good twenty minutes or more for no apparent reason. Then we set off on a journey through the airport that made the far reaches of Heathrow seem just around the ...
... town and built over a gorge as that is where the Virgin Mary appeared and the church is now famed for people asking for help and the saint performing miracles. It is a very impressive building, and we were the only white tourists there, so it was nice to see the local visitors enjoying their own country. We then set off to the border, ready to cross and head to Quito to meet up with Angela and Bernard later that night.
... withe gunpowder on them. We stood out for 2 reasons - we were the only gringos in the place and we had Rina, the only girl in the place. This didn't cause us any bother though and we were soon setup in an upstairs room, on a smaller (we called it the gringo practice lane) where we found out we were all pretty rubbish. After all it was our first time. Pretty soon Rina, Danny and Justin had all managed to explode some gunpowder but I was struggling. I was sure it was the short length ...
... wife of the really good dancing gentleman) grabbed me and I didn't completely embarrass myself. It was just a fun night, lots of smiles and nice people. I know I keep saying that but it is true. Colombians,
to a fault, were some of the nicest people I have ever met. We walked slowly home, the lights in the old town so beautiful, Like a dream, this place was.
We slept not so long and not so well, woke the next morning to yummy fruit and coffee in
our hostel patio, ...
... We had reached the outskirts of Bogota, where the high altitude made you forget how close to the equator you were. The cool air tamed the hot midday sun as we disembarked the bus and hailed a cab to our hostel. We soon found ourselves in an amazing city that struck me as a Latin-American version of Melbourne. There were incredible museums, a rich art and music scene, lively markets, striking street art, and a myriad of delicious cafés and restaurants to chose from. Just a block ...