The great Chicken Vindaloo race.
Trip Start Oct 06, 2004
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Including the taxi ride, or should we say adrenaline sightseeing, the Indian Curry ends up costing me about US $20. That's probably my most expensive meal so far on this trip, and a few dollars more than what it costs me to stay three nights at Hotel Aragon, downtown Bogotá. Funny, but well worth it. The chicken vindaloo is delicious. Kind of reminds me of all the great curry nights I've had back in Reading and London, England. I start to think about all the other fabulous meals and drinks I have had on this trip. The BBQ feast at Casa Perico in Rio Dulce, Guatemala. The ceviche on Utila, Honduras. The pizza at the Lebanese owned restaurant in Leon, Nicaragua. The lobster in salsa at the shack on Little Corn Island, Nicaragua. And did I mention the coconut bread straight from the oven? Diego's pasta in Corcovado National Park, Costa Rica. Because of the atmosphere and probably because I was just plain and simply starving. The humus, rockfort flounder fish and coconut peanut cake at the Iranian owned restaurant in Bocas del Toro, Panama. The ten small dishes or so at the Lebanese restaurant in Panama City. The fruit drinks from the stalls on the Muelle de los Pegasos in Cartagena, Colombia. And the worst meal? Without a doubt the hamburger at El Rancho restaurant in San Agustin, Colombia
Tomorrow I am already leaving Bogotá for the Colombian Amazon. But I have had a nice if somehow quick taste of Bogotá. At 2600 meters above sea level it is cold in the evenings, but I still like the city. It seems so alive. 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. And I feel pretty safe here. Of course you must be careful, and there's definitively areas you should stay away from. But that's true for most of the big cities around the world. I would have liked to stay longer, but it's time to move on. Guess I'll just have to come back one day. Spend a few weeks here, getting to know the city for real. This time I didn't even get to sample the nightlife properly, because I didn't feel like partying. You see, I had my share of late nights in Cali. Instead I spent the days waking up early. Walking around the city. Visiting Plaza de Bolivar, Iglesia de Santa Clara, Cero de Monserrate, with it's spectacular views of the city, to name a few. I am far from a museum freak, but really enjoyed Donacion Botero, with all it's paintings and sculptures of Botero, Picasso, Dali, Renoir, Monet and so on. And of course, then we have Museo del Oro. Bogotá's world famous gold museum. You don't go to Bogotá without going to Museo del Oro they say. That's true I guess, it was very impressive. The evenings I spent walking around, dropping by cafes, bars, pubs and cinemas. Then I'll go to bed early and read Gabriel García Márquez famous "One Hundred Years of Solitude." The magical tale from this Colombian Nobel Prize Winner.
"One Hundred Years of Solitude is the first piece of literature since The Book of Genesis that should be required reading for the entire human race." - William Kennedy, New York Times Book Review.
The Book of Genesis? And I who didn't know that Phil Collins wrote literature. I'll see if I can find a copy, as I kind of liked the video to "Land of Confusion" ;-)