We had an overnight flight on Avianca Airlines, with a 16 hour layover in Bogota. We arrived in Bogota at 6am. The first stop was to take a taxi to the Cerro de Monserrate, which overlooks the city of Bogota. There was definitely a language barrier, but luckily Adam knew just enough to get by. It didn't help that the taxi driver recommended that we not speak English too loudly.
Riding in the taxi from the airport to the Cerro de Monserrate.
Morning fog overlooking the mountainside atop the Cerro de Monserrate. We were the only tourists there at that time of the morning. Almost everyone else was employees just getting to work. We rode the funicular up to the top.
The Cerro de Monserrate is one of the highest points in Bogota. Many of the visitors, local and foreign, come here because of the religious sanctuary that is at the top.
After visiting the Cerro de Monserrate, we went to the Casa Museo Quinta de Bolivar. This was one of the homes of Simon Bolivar and still contains some of the furniture of that time period.
Also on the grounds of the Casa Museo Quinta de Bolivar are some very beautiful gardens. We saw a lot of roses and vegetation, and the pathways leading through them.
This sign says something to the effect of "Something good always passes in Bogota." We walked from the Cerro de Monserrate and Simon Bolivar's house to the La Candelaria area of Bogota.
As I mentioned, we did a lot of walking. To top it off, none of us had a restful sleep on the plane, so we were definitely exhausted. I know I was grumpy for lack of food and sleep!
Here we are at the Museo de Oro. It was a beautiful museum with lots of information and history, but honestly I think we were way too tired to truly enjoy it. Adam fell asleep on a bench and an employee had to tell him to wake up!
An afternoon pick-me-up of cafe con leche. After the coffee shop and walking around a bit, we decided we were too tired to walk or do much more, so we decided to get a taxi back to the airport. Little did we realize how hard it would be to call a taxi. We were reluctant to hail a taxi from the side of the road, based on the horror stories I read on the State Department website. Finally, I looked up a hostel from the Lonely Planet book. We headed to the hostel and I asked the young man there if he could call a taxi for us. He was kind enough to do that for us, and it was much appreciated. We spent the rest of the time at the airport waiting to fly to Lima and get into a real bed! Oh, and I believe we ate McDonalds at the airport. Lol.
Riding in the taxi from the airport to the Cerro de Monserrate.
Morning fog overlooking the mountainside atop the Cerro de Monserrate. We were the only tourists there at that time of the morning. Almost everyone else was employees just getting to work. We rode the funicular up to the top.
The Cerro de Monserrate is one of the highest points in Bogota. Many of the visitors, local and foreign, come here because of the religious sanctuary that is at the top.
After visiting the Cerro de Monserrate, we went to the Casa Museo Quinta de Bolivar. This was one of the homes of Simon Bolivar and still contains some of the furniture of that time period.
Also on the grounds of the Casa Museo Quinta de Bolivar are some very beautiful gardens. We saw a lot of roses and vegetation, and the pathways leading through them.
This sign says something to the effect of "Something good always passes in Bogota." We walked from the Cerro de Monserrate and Simon Bolivar's house to the La Candelaria area of Bogota.
As I mentioned, we did a lot of walking. To top it off, none of us had a restful sleep on the plane, so we were definitely exhausted. I know I was grumpy for lack of food and sleep!
Here we are at the Museo de Oro. It was a beautiful museum with lots of information and history, but honestly I think we were way too tired to truly enjoy it. Adam fell asleep on a bench and an employee had to tell him to wake up!
An afternoon pick-me-up of cafe con leche. After the coffee shop and walking around a bit, we decided we were too tired to walk or do much more, so we decided to get a taxi back to the airport. Little did we realize how hard it would be to call a taxi. We were reluctant to hail a taxi from the side of the road, based on the horror stories I read on the State Department website. Finally, I looked up a hostel from the Lonely Planet book. We headed to the hostel and I asked the young man there if he could call a taxi for us. He was kind enough to do that for us, and it was much appreciated. We spent the rest of the time at the airport waiting to fly to Lima and get into a real bed! Oh, and I believe we ate McDonalds at the airport. Lol.
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