We arrived in Colombia’s capital on the 11th March 2015, and almost immediately noticed on the news stations that the Colombian terror organization called FARC were joining the peace process after decades trying to reach were we had finally gotten to. It was good to see that the journey to their destination, Bogota, was now going to be a peaceful one, and it was fitting that our peaceful journey would end here at the same time. Unfortunately for us, first impressions of the city were not so good. Bogota looks as polluted as Quito, with as much poverty as Rio. Maybe FARC will be able to help clean it up from within the system.
We only had one night in the town, and we decided to spend it at Hard Rock Cafe so we could buy a pin for Francesca’s uncle. Our hotel was difficult to find and the cab drivers were as untrustworthy as their reputation indicated. Still, we had fun on our night out, and it was a nice farewell to South America.
We left our hotel in the morning with bad WiFi, which seemed fitting somehow, and we were taxied to the airport by the hotel receptionist. Watching Bogota’s streets fall away behind us made us feel a little apprehensive about our future, but also excited to be going home. We longed for a little stability and routine, both of which we only saw glimpses of in Buenos Aires and Cusco. Bogota certainly did not look like a good place to spend much time, but we knew we would be back. Our next trip will include Bogota, as we have not seen any of it yet, really.
A final irony was that we discovered, when back in Florida at Francesca’s Mum’s place, that we had left our HDD and underwater camera at this last hotel. Funnily enough, they actually admitted to finding it in our room, and helped arrange for it to be returned to us! Phew! We have it back now, which was totally unexpected after all the crumholes we stayed in. So a shout goes out to the Hotel Aces del Dorado. See you later, Bogota!
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