We arrived in Bogota only one hour before our UK friends Chris and Jo. With the ever changing plans, I think thats almost perfect timing! All the speeding through the last remainder of Central America meant we'd now be with friends for Christmas and New Year - well, they're worth it! (I'm surprised the last three weeks haven't been a total blur, by the way!)
Coming from a very humid Panama, Bogota is literally a breath of fresh air. Its high altitude means that (in December at least) it's nice and warm in the sunshine during the day and a little cold at night. I'm sure I've said before, but to be able to wear shoes and socks feels like real luxury after sticky humid places.
We stayed in a hostel call The Cranky Croc run by a well meaning if slightly disorgainised Aussie guy. But unlike the hostel up the road, the place had hot water so I was more than happy. You can just about get used to cold showers in places like Panama, but here anything else would be torture in the morning.
When we weren't drinking disgusting cheap red wine out of cartons, we managed to take in some of the wonderful architecture the city has to offer. And I've come to think that you can't beat beautiful buildings set in a city with mountainous views as the backdrop. We wondered around the streets, took in a free lunch - yes, there is such a thing - and checked out the many street markets and alleys packed with stalls.
In the evening we took a ride up the cable car to the top of the mountain and admired a fantastic view of Bogota at night. Up there they had a concert performance inside a church and outside had attempted to create Blackpool illuminations with festive figures of all kinds! It was enough to make us all feel a little Christmassy for a few moments! Then it was back down for a KFC style meal in the slowest fast food place I've been in. We all craved a greasy chicken meal and instantly regretted it. Back to the supermarket to purchase more of its finest plonk....
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