Wow, it’s so easy to fall behind on this blogging thing.
Ok, so on this day, Tuesday 12th August, my main activity for the day was to visit a few of the museums in the old town. Again, it was going to be a day alone since no one at my hostel wanted to join me L
The first interesting thing to happen was that on my way to the TransMilenio (TM) station I was stopped by a guy rambling on in Spanish. Even after he switched to English I wasn’t sure what he was going on about so I walked off. Of course a few seconds later it clicked; he was walking around with a TV crew trying to get people off the street to say a few words about the upcoming music festival this week end. OMG I could have been on Colombian TV! Chance wasted.
In case I haven’t mentioned this yet, this weekend there will be a 3 day FREE music festival in Bogota. I think its going to be a massive event, but I don’t recognize any of the bands so have decided not to go. Maybe if I knew my face was going to be on TV I might have changed my mind….
A thought that randomly occurred to me while I was taking the TM was that it’s actually a cross between a bus, train and tram all at once. A bus because well, it looks like a long bus, a tram because it runs on the roads and has to obey traffic lights, and a train because unlike some trams, it completely has its own lanes to travel on and is meant to be this city’s metro. They could have just called it a Traimus.
When I got off the TM I got really disorientated trying to get to the old town and ended up walking through the ‘junk’ part of the city. It’s like all the crap that China has ever made that had nowhere to go has ended up in this little section of Bogota. It’s EVERYWHERE. Honestly, I was yelled at to buy a piñata so many times I started thinking about how awesome it’d be to randomly have a piñata to play with!
Eventually I stumbled across the Gold Museum just when it started to rain (was so sunny this morning I went with sunscreen instead of an umbrella – it should be one or the other, not both!). This is an amazing museum, there are tonnes of gold artefacts and even after you get bored of walking through a museum, you can still appreciate the intricate details of the objects.
While reading one of the features, I feel someone just looking at me, I looked up and saw Phil from my previous hostel. Massive city not feeling so big anymore. After the museum, Phil, Guilia (Dutch girl who was with Phil) and I grabbed some lunch ($3 set menu of the day) and went to look around the old town; La Candelaria. It’s a really nice area with it’s small cobblestone, crooked streets and pretty shop fronts.
There’s been this weird looking cheese thing that I’d seen being sold on the streets the last couple of days and seeing as we were walking with someone who spoke Spanish, I asked her to ask what they were. It’s basically quince paste and mozzeralla cheese that eaten as a snack in equal proportions. It tastes ok I guess, not my favourite food of all time and especially not after I was already very full from lunch. This over-eating problem that I developed while living in Sydney has definitely got to stop.
The reason I didn’t do this area yesterday is that all museums are shut on Mondays. But of course, then when I get to the Botero Museum, it’s closed day is Tuesday. Botero is a painter that basically painted fat people. I’ve had to google him rather than waiting around in Bogota an entire extra day just for this one place. Though, if I happen to come back this museum will on the top of my list.
Later in the day when I was considering getting some dinner, I was invited to go to ‘Gringo Tuesdays’ which is apparently a language exchange. I hesitantly went but because we went so late, after only 30 mins of conversations, it turned into a dance club. Not sure which part made me more uncomfortable; being forced into conversing in Spanish or having to dance #uncoordinatedwhitegirl style. Perhaps the only thing Delta and I have in common is our awkward dance moves :S
Oh, just some other random thoughts relating to the below photos:
– The main square in La Candelaria is FULL of pigeons. It’s disgusting. There are even people that pay to get their photos taken with pigeons all over them, Yuk
– My camera only has the timer for 2 seconds or 12 seconds. I was trying to take a selfie with my selfie stick and had it on 12secs. Of course so much can happen in 12 seconds so theres now a photo of me laughing about the fact that I’m standing on the road about to be hit by passing cars, trying to take a selfie. Such a fail.
– Some Botero painting I would have seen had I gone to the Botero Museum on any of the 6 days it is open.