Super Sunday is a great day in Bogota.
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It is Sunday in Bogota, and I am very happy to be here. I got moving very early, perhaps energized by the cooler temperatures. I did an extended walking tour of the Caldelaria district, which is the old city area in southern Bogota. The centerpiece of the area in the Plaza de Bolivar. It is a big open plaza surrounded by significant and attractive buildings. The scene was made even better because Sunday is the day for Cyclovia. Several streets are blocked off from auto and bus traffic, and the citizens take to the streets to walk, bike, and roller blade through the city. Very cool.
I saw several of Bogota's old churches, which are generally understated from the outside, but have a wealth of classic features inside.
The city was alive with people, and it was vibrant and beautiful. After checking out Candelaria, I headed towards the Cerro de Monserrate. Cerro de Monserrate is a mountain framing the eastern edge of Bogota. It is crowned with a church visible from the entire city, and can be reached either by a tram or a funicular railroad. Sunday is also the day that many pilgrims walk the trail to the top. Having not yet acclimated to the elevation, I took a pass on that method and stood in line for the funicular.
The ride to the top was short, but scenic. Before you know it, I was at the top. The view was amazing! Not only yhe view of Bogota and the surrounding area, but the view of everything in the mountains as well. The top was also home to many local restaurants and shops as well. It was amazing to think that this many people had come so far to be here.
I made my way back down and walked back to my hotel. I had a quick nap before heading out again. Today is Super Bowl Sunday, as most Americans would be able to tell you, and I needed to find a place to watch the game. I read online about a casino that was having a watching party in the Zona Rosa in the north of town, so I made plans to head that way. It was still daytime so I took the TransMilenio, Bogota's subway-esque bus system and walked the rest of the way.
I could not find the casino I was looking for, but happened upon the Hard Rock cafe halfway through the 1st quarter. They had the game on, and there was a group of people interested in it as well. While watching the game a couple sat down next to me. The man was an American that moved to Bogota five years ago, and his wife was from Baranquilla, Colombia. After not too much time I figured out that this guy was batshit crazy. Before the night was over he had ranted, cried, and accused me of working for the U.S. government. It was annoying, but entertaining.
Better company was to my right at the bar. Francisco is a 24 year old guy from Bogota. His instructor at the university had educated him in the particulars of American Football, and he was here to watch the game as well.
It was dark after the game so I took a taxi back to Candelaria. I had a pretty good conversation with the driver, and felt like my spanish was working pretty well. The beer helped me get to sleep fairly quickly. Tomorrow I am going to take a bus to Medellin for my last stop on the trip.