Colombia
Bogotá

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  • Day97

    Ja, was soll ich sagen? Bogota gefällt uns nicht. Weder die Strassen und Pärke noch die Leute auf und in diesen. Schwierig zu sagen, an was das genau liegt. Manchmal ist einem jemand oder etwas sympathisch und manchmal eben nicht. Für Bogota gilt Letzteres. Daran ändert auch die Gesellschaft von Robyn und Simon - Südafrika und Schweden vom Galapagos Cruise - vorerst nicht viel. Mit ihnen sind wir seit unserer Abreise aus Quito wieder unterwegs und dank ihnen halten wir eine von mir bereits abgeschriebene Kaution von $200 wieder in den Händen. Aber das ist eine lange Geschichte und wir wollten uns davon die Freude am Erlebnis Galapagos nicht vermiesen lassen. Ausserdem interessiert sich mein Lieblingstennisgegner Kurt ja bekanntlich nicht für lange Geschichten. Nur interessiert das auch niemanden. Also, was war passiert?

    Unsere Tagesausflüge und den Cruise auf den Galapagos Inseln haben wir bei Jorge bzw. seiner Agency „Galapagos Evolution Dreams“ gebucht. Ich würde ihn hier ja auch Ramon nennen, aber das würde mich selber verwirren und der Arsch verdient es, bei seinem richtigen Namen genannt zu werden. Nachdem Jorge - der uns zugegebenermassen äusserst zufriedenstellend beraten hat - gemerkt hat, dass auf dem eben über ihn gebuchten Cruise - zu einem zugegebenermassen fairen Preis - das Snorkling-Equipment nicht wie uns gegenüber erwähnt inkludiert, sondern extra zu bezahlen ist, offerierte er uns umgehend sein eigenes Equipment zum Nulltarif. Inklusive Wet-Suits gegen eine Kaution von $200. Das schien uns eine gute und faire Lösung. Die Rückgabe sollte direkt am Flughafen passieren, da unser Cruise auf Baltra endete und wir am selben Tag nach Quito flögen. Dem aufmerksamen Leser - Kurt also eher nicht - dürfte schon klar sein, wie die Geschichte weitergeht. Obwohl wir von 08:30 bis weit nach 16:00 (unser Flug hatte fast zwei Stunden Verspätung) am Flughafen sassen, fand keine Übergabe statt. Gründe dafür gab es diverse, ua ein Missverständnis zwischen dem Abholer und unserem Encantada-Tour-Guide. Das spielt an der Stelle aber keine Rolle. Kurz vor Abflug mussten auch wir in den Flieger und so drückten wir das Equipment einem augenscheinlich minderjährigen Flughafen-Security in die Hände. Immer in der Hoffnung, der von Jorge vor über zwei Stunden telefonisch versprochene Abholer wäre tatsächlich unterwegs zum Flughafen. Naive Touris wie wir sind.

    Irgendwie blieb trotz der stundenlangen frustrierenden Warterei, den offensichtlichen Unwahrheiten und mehrmaligem Telefonieren mit einem äusserst unfreundlichen und abweisenden Ramon, äh Jorge, doch noch ein wenig Hoffnung, dass wir unsere Kaution über PayPal oder sonst einen Weg wieder bekommen würden. Zumindest bei Sue. Ich wollte seine scheiss Wet-Suits noch am Flughafen verbrennen. Entschied mich aber wie so oft, vernünftig zu handeln. Zwei, drei Mal drauf rumzutrampeln hat auch schon gut getan. Wie sich aber herausstellte, war der doofe Jorge auch nach unserer Abreise trotz unzähliger und meist unbeantworteter Nachrichten weiterhin nicht sonderlich motiviert, seine Sachen wiederzubekommen. Ich hatte die $200 zu dem Zeitpunkt abgeschrieben und in Gedanken bereits an den unzähligen 1-Sterne-Ratings auf allerlei Plattformen gearbeitet. Nicht so die kämpferische Sue, deren Wortwahl und WhatsApp-Schreibstil sich im Laufe der Geschichte von „zuvorkommend freundlich“ zu „ich fackel dem verdammten Lügner die Hütte ab“ entwickelte. Ich war ziemlich beeindruckt. Und ein wenig stolz. Sue war es denn auch, die mit der glorreichen Idee, unser persönliches Inkasso Team vorbeizuschicken - bestehend aus der grossgewachsenen und sprachgewandten Robyn und dem muskelbepackten und kampfsporterfahrenen Simon -, den Stein wieder ins Rollen brachte. Die beiden waren noch für einige Tage auf den Inseln und nach Sue‘s Schilderung dermassen pissed, dass sie am nächsten Tag bereits um 07:30 bei Jorge auf der Matte standen, um unmissverständlich klarzustellen, dass Schluss ist mit Bullshiting. Denn das ist definitiv Jorge‘s Paradedisziplin, verdammter Schwätzer.

    „Inkasso Team Encantada“ wich in der Folge nicht mehr von Jorge‘s Seite, bis er sich um sein scheiss Material gekümmert und die $200 rausgerückt hat. Das dauerte zwar nochmals zwei Tage, doch dank den beiden schickte er dann tatsächlich jemanden zum Flughafen, der nach einigem hin und her das Equipment vom scheinbar gut funktionierenden Lost&Found-Büro in Empfang nehmen konnte. Die anschliessende Übergabe der $200 sei dann ohne viel Worte über die Bühne gegangen, worauf der ausnahmsweise finstere Simon das brennende Feuerzeug wieder in die Tasche steckte und sich mit halbseitigem Grinsen für das versehentlich verschüttete Benzin entschuldigte. So oder so ähnlich wird es gewesen sein. Bestimmt. Alles in allem ein Grund zum Feiern, was wir vier dann in einem der wohl aussergewöhnlichsten Restaurants auch getan haben. Das kunterbunte Andrés Carne de Res liegt etwas ausserhalb Bogotas, bietet Platz für 2’000 Leute und kostet doch tatsächlich Eintritt. Die Hütte war trotzdem voll. Lustiges Konzept. Die $200 haben zum Schluss natürlich auch nicht gereicht. War ja klar. Aber endlich begingen wir einen Samstag, wie sich das für einen Samstag gehört. Gut essen, noch besser trinken und anschliessend zu Latino-Mucke leicht hüftsteifes jedoch ober-cooles Torkeln auf einem der total überfüllten Dancefloors. Ausser Sue, die hat natürlich richtig getanzt. Und schön. Und cool.

    Trotz unbestreitbarer Antipathie gegenüber Bogota als Gesamterscheinung, haben wir unseren Aufenthalt noch auf drei Nächte verlängert, bevor wir per Bus nach Medellin reisen. Die Gesellschaft unseres Inkasso-Teams und der ausgelassene Samstag haben dann doch ein wenig geholfen und wir haben auch sonst ein paar spannende Aktivitäten wie Graffiti- und Food-Walkings und Orte wie den Cerro Montserrate und das Museo de Oro gefunden. Unsere Lieblingsstadt wirds trotzdem nicht. Das bleibt Sarmenstorf.
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  • Day343

    Bogotá, Columbia

    April 21 in Colombia

    We made it to our final country! Heading into Bogota, Andreas and I heard mixed reviews about the Columbian capital. Although it's huge (8 million people), Andreas and I both enjoyed our time there. We stayed in a cute hostel that was a converted old villa. It was a great place to relax and recharge. We did a walking tour one day which we both agreed was the best walking tour we have done. We saw major sights (many of which we recognized from the tv show Narcos), sampled local fruits (we loved lulus - they taste like a passion/kiwi fruit hybrid), chewed coca-leaf tea, drank Columbian coffee, and had Chicha, a fermented corn alcoholic drink. I finally replaced my broken flip flops and Andreas bought some much needed new underwear. Next stop, Medellin!Read more

  • Day147

    The end of the trip

    February 23 in Colombia

    23rd Feb was the last day of the trip for me. I took a taxi to the international airport in Bogota. From here, I flew to Quito in Ecuador. From Quito, I took the evening flight to Madrid, Spain. After an overnight stay in Madrid, I took the early morning flight to Stockholm where Shuchi, Ranu and Ashwani were there to receive me at the airport. It was good to be back and great to see my closest people waiting eagerly at the airport.
    What a trip it had been!! A once in a lifetime experience, an unprecedented length of journey, amazing sights, a humbling experience but overall, a huge learning experience.

    Thus ended the most amazing odyssey of my life. Till the next time... keep traveling and enjoying your lives. Ciao !!!
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  • Day145

    Plaza de Bolivar, Bogota

    February 21 in Colombia

    The next main showcase of the free tour was the beautiful tile-work painting of the Lisbon harbor outside the office of Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The building had been Palacio de San Carlos when under the Spanish rule and had been a constant reminder of the Spanish dominance over the locals for many a century, so when the Spanish were thrown out of the country, Portugal didn't waste time to stick a thumb at Spain. They presented this painting to Colombia who got it engraved in the walls outside the Palacio de San Carlos.
    The palace was also the scene of an assassination attempt on Simon Bolivar in 1828. He was attacked when a group of conspirators attempted to assassinate him while he was taking a bath and he escaped through the window with soap still covering his body. His mistress, Manuela, who tipped him off and saved him came to be known among Bogotans as "the liberator of the liberator". The event became known as the Noche Septembrina (September's Night) and is referenced in Latin in a plaque conspicuously fixed on the wall next to the window through which he escaped.
    From here we walked 15 mts to the Plaza de Bolivar. The Bolivar Square is the main square of the Colombian capital Bogota. During the Spanish colonial period, Bolivar Square was the stage for circus acts, public markets and bullfights. The square is surrounded by historical buildings; the Palace of Justice is located on the northern edge and the National Capitol borders the square in the south. The Primary Cathedral of Bogota and the Lievano Palace, seat of the mayor of Bogota, are situated on the eastern and western side respectively.
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  • Day146

    Off to Zipaquira Salt Cathedral

    February 22 in Colombia

    This was the second last day of the trip for me. My flight to Quito and then onward to Europe was the next day. To make the best of the time, we had planned to visit the Zipaquira Salt Cathedral some 60 kms from Bogota.
    I woke up around 7:30 in the morning. Hristo and Maria too were up but both were feeling a bit weak and not fully fit. It had been a bad round of food poisoning for Hristo and he had woken up a couple of times in the night. Maria too was having a very severe throat pain and cough. They told me to carry on to Zipaquira as I didn't have any more day left while they would go there some day after I had left as they had their return tickets a few days later. I checked with Karin. She decided to join me. Her earlier plan had been to go to the Monseratte hill just next to our hostel. The views of Bogota from up there are amazing, but since it was a cloudy day, she decided to do it some other day when it was clearer.
    We had done some research and had figured that the buses to Zipaquira leave from the bus terminal at the North end of Bogota called Portal Norte. To reach Portal Norte, we could either take the taxi or use the local transport. We checked with the guy at the reception and realized that the taxi to Portal Norte was quite expensive and that the local bus route was very straightforward. We needed to catch the TransMelinio bus service from near the hostel and from there it was one straight road for almost 20 kms to the North.
    We finished our breakfast and headed to find the TransMelinio station. Just outside the hostel, we saw some 5-6 men dressed up in full army fatigues running outside the park nearby. It looked like some operation going on; most probably against drug dealers in the park. We walked around the area, but couldn't find the TransMelinio station. It took us 30 min to finally find the station. Here, at the entrance, we bought the tickets and also found out which number bus to take. The bus took 40 min to reach Portal Norte. The mini bus to Zipaquira was leaving in 5 min, this, which we managed to catch. The tickets are available on the bus only. In fact, there are no tickets. Everyone knows the fare and its the same all the way irrespective of where one gets on or off. After the bus leaves the terminal, the helper for the bus driver goes around collecting cash from everyone.
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  • Day145

    Bogota free tour

    February 21 in Colombia

    Our overnight bus reached Bogota at 5:30 in the morning. We didn't have a place booked for the day. We had planned to go out of the terminal and hopefully find a place to stay somewhere nearby. As with the other cities in Colombia, Bogota too had quite many bus terminals and the one where we ended up didn't have any hotels or hostels marked anywhere nearby on our offline maps. After discussing a bit, we decided to book a place via booking.com and then take a taxi till there. The issue with that plan was that most places listed on booking.com generally have a check in time after 11 am, so even if we go to the place, we may not be able to check-in for another 5 hours. We decided to take a chance and booked a place (Ole Mi Casa). It was about 6:30 am by now. We decided to have our breakfast at the bus terminal only. That way, we hoped that by the time we reached the hostel, there would be someone at the reception and hopefully a room too would be available. We used the restroom at the bus terminal and then had our breakfast at one of the many small restaurants inside the terminal.
    After the food, we took a pre-paid taxi and went straight to the hostel. The numbering on the street with the hostel was quite weird. We followed the numbers and also on the maps but just one number before the required one, the street ended and there were no more buildings. Hristo was not feeling well, so I went out and walked around and finally found the hostel one block before. We got our bags off the taxi and tried ringing the bell. There was no response. There was even an intercom which we rang, but there was no response initially. Eventually, somebody picked up the receiver on the other end and told us that he will come down to open. It turned out that the person who came to open the door was also one of the customers at the hostel and had been up due to jet lag. He had arrived from Germany a day before and had woken up early. He informed that the person at the reception and the breakfast cook normally came around 8 am. It was almost 7:15 am so we decided to sit and wait at the common dining area.
    Around 8 am, the receptionist and the cook came. The receptionist told us that none of the rooms were available and that the check-out time was 11 am. He told us that he would need an hour after the check-out to do all the cleaning and changing the linen. We were quite tired and sleepy and Hristo was not feeling all that good, which at that moment, I thought was due to the lack of sleep. We asked if we could sit and wait in the dining area. That was not a problem with him.
    Within another 15-20 min people staying there started coming to the dining room for the breakfast. Hristo wasn't comfortable sitting there with everyone around sitting and having breakfast. He decided to go and lie down in one of the big parks nearby. Maria followed him but I decided to stay back and try and make friends with the people staying there. While sitting and chatting with everyone I realized the different activities and tours they had been with. I started thinking of what all we could do during the rest of the day after we check-in. I started searching on the net and decided that doing the 3 hours free tour of Bogota would be a nice thing to do. There were 2 tours per day and one of them started at 10 am. This would be perfect, as we could use half a day with the tour and then rest and sleep the rest of the day. It was about 9 am by now and most people had started finishing their breakfasts. I messaged Hristo and asked him if he wanted to join. He replied back that he was feeling sleepy and would like to lie in the park for a while more. He told me to carry on. I asked around at the table if anyone else wanted to come along. One of the girls, Karin, from Switzerland had planned to do just that in the morning and agreed to come along. She too had arrived the evening before from Switzerland and had still not sized up Bogota just yet, so she was more than happy to have company while she got familiar with the surroundings. We walked the 2 kms to the starting point and were there 5 min before the starting point. The tour started at 10:10 am.
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  • Day145

    Chibchombia dinner

    February 21 in Colombia

    When I woke up, it was almost 9:30 pm. It was time to have some dinner before the restaurants closed. Maria too woke up and told that Hristo was not well. He seemed to have a bout of food poisoning or something and had been puking and feeling feverish. Hristo too woke up on hearing us but was feeling too weak. I offered to get some food from outside but he didn't feel like eating and Maria too didn't want to go out as she too wasn't feeling 100% fine. I decided to go somewhere nearby and have some food. Outside, it was raining quite a bit and it was quite dark. I ran to the Chibchombia restaurant just opposite the hostel. They didn't have anything vegetarian but the waitress was creative enough and offered to get rice, red beans and fried plantain which was perfect for me. After the dinner, I came back and slept off again.Read more

  • Day145

    Back to the hostel

    February 21 in Colombia

    We walked our way back the 3 kms through some lovely streets with beautiful graffiti. We reached back around 3:30 pm. Hristo and Maria had got the room and were sleeping. I too slept off to get over the lack of sleep from the previous night.

  • Day268

    Buenísimo Bogotá

    April 23 in Colombia

    After staying in the relatively low hills of Medellín, it was time to head to the heights of the capital city, Bogotá. This time, we decided to fly in order to avoid any chances of motion sickness on a bus. But it felt as if we spent more time on the tarmac than the actual half-hour flight. But at least we arrived without feeling ill or all shaken up like a snow globe after seven hours going around mountains. Although illegal in Colombia, the safest option to get to our Airbnb apartment was to catch an Über, without being taken for a ride, literally and metaphorically, by a local taxi driver. All around the world, taxi drivers are probably the most likely to take advantage of tourist (sure there are honest drivers but in our experience they are in the minority). And most want a monopoly on the transport industry.

    We arrived to our apartment near Chapinero and quickly set out to explore our surroundings. The area was central to most tourist attractions within the huge city of Bogotá, but far enough away from the backpacker area to get more of a local experience. The city sprawls across 307 squared kilometres in the high plateau of the Andes at an elevation of 2640 metres, and with this comes much cooler weather, especially during the early mornings and evenings.
    The following day, we caught up with some friends, Kadi-Riin and Magnus, who we had met in Sucre, Bolivia. After a quick hot beverage, we all joined a tour at the Gold Museum, one of the top highlights of the city. The museum contains a large collection of pre-Colombian gold artefacts as well as some pottery, stone, wood and textiles from the various cultures, including the Muisca, who inhabited Colombia prior to the invasion by the Spanish Conquistadors. Many of the Colombian tribes had been heavily influenced by southern cultures from the area that is now modern Peru.

    After the tour of the gold museum, we moved from pre-Colombian to colonial times as we wandered around the historical centre. In parts, the historical centre is juxtaposed with modern street art and numerous universities, giving the city a youthful and hip atmosphere. All of the Colombian people that we have met, including some from Bogotá, warned of the dangers and highlighted the city's shortcomings, which to us seemed a little unfair; but maybe they know the city better than us. To us, we only had a positive experience. The worse part was the cooler, wetter weather. And in this kind of weather a cold shower is never desirable, although we managed to work-out the hot water system in our apartment after about three or four days. Just like an old-school safe, a few turns to the right and left and all was unlocked.

    On our third day in Bogotá, we were fortunate enough to get tickets to the Soundheart Festival where Radiohead was headlining. We were very grateful for our friend, Flick, for getting us tickets and allowing us to join her partner, Andi, while he performed the magical light show, as Radiohead shined on stage. We were also fortunate to be situated under shelter (and with access to a private toilet) as midway through the performance the sky opened up and poured down buckets. We eventually had to go out into the rain without our arc and made it home safe and sound, albeit looking like two drowned rats. At the concert, there were a couple of other people who were also fortunate enough to be invited to the same area, but they mistook us for the crew and thanked us for allowing them to come “backstage” as if we were the management. Not sure if they figured out we were just there to see the show too.

    Any trip to Bogotá wouldn't be complete without travelling even higher into the sky to visit the mountain-top church complex of Monserrate. At an elevation of 3152 metres, we were literally amongst the clouds with little visibility of the mega-city below. The teleférico on the way up and down to Monserrate provided great views of the city that seemed to continue way into the sunset. Once we descended the mountain, we stumbled upon the house, Quinta de Bolívar, where Simón Bolívar, the iconic historical figure who is credited with liberating South America from the Spanish. During our travels, it has felt as if we have been following Simón's footsteps, with images of him appearing in every country and what seems like every city north of Bolivia. So to see where he had slept and had eaten brought us closer to the man himself.

    Before leaving Bogotá, we also had to experience one of the local nightclubs, Theatron, located in Chapinero. The nighclub was once a movie theatre but it is now more like a small city of nightclubs. Within the one establishment, there are thirteen different clubs catering to different sub-cultures and can hold up to 5000 people. While we were there a local singing sensation, Yina Rose performed to a crowd hungry to hear her hits. Surprisingly, most of the music in the main room included Western pop music from the likes of Rhianna, Kylie Minogue and Madonna. Unsurprisingly, some of the latest reggaeton songs were thrown into the mix. You know, Dandy Yankee, Bad Bunny and Becky G. After a late night out clubbing, the following day was spent recovering before heading onto our next destination.

    Next stop: Cartagena

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  • Day107

    Bogota, une bonne surprise

    August 28, 2017 in Colombia

    Le trajet a ėté long depuis le désert et nous arrivons donc à 19h. Taxi pour l'hostel (un très bon rapport qualité prix à 55 000 COP la chambre double avec petit dej). Puis on file diner au Gato Gris : endroit charmant avec groupe de musique sympa.

    Le lendemain on part se promener dans notre quartier : La Candelaria, le quartier sûr de Bogota, où on se sent plutôt bien : quelques maisons colorées, de jolis tags, des rues animées, et du ciel bleu! Que demander de plus ?

    On donne une dernière chance au café colombien en se rendant dans un café spécialisé pour en tester plusieurs de régions différentes. On parvient enfin à en boire deux potables! Les gagnants : région de Tolima et de Caldas.

    A midi on se pose pour déjeuner à Maria Candelaria! Un super resto où on se sent comme chez mamie. Tous sont adorables et c'est délicieux et copieux! Ouvert que le midi, ne le ratez pas si vous passez à Bogota.

    Comme le ciel bleu persiste, on file au Montserrate. Ça monte à pic! On choisit l'option feignasse (il est 16h et dans quelques jours on va en bouffer de la marche!) avec le téléphérique. La montée se passe plutôt bien pour moi au final ;-) pas de vertige! De là haut on a une superbe vue sur Bogota et ses 11 Millions d'habitants au coeur de la vallée. C'était une bonne journée.

    Le lendemain on décide de faire le Heroes Tour. 3h d'explication sur l'histoire de la Colombie (guerillas, violence, Pablo Escobar, la politique actuelle...) sans tabous ni clichés. Super intéressant et mis en perspective dans les lieux historiques de la ville et par les témoignages réels de la guide. On a adoré et on recommande sans modération. On se rend vraiment compte à quel point l'histoire du pays est dure, combien les colombiens ont souffert et le chemin parcouru. Pendant le tour nous goûtons aussi des spécialités et nous terminons au seis manos, un resto culturel très original et sympa tenu par un français où nous retrouvons Emma, la fille de Nathalie et Eric (rencontrés à Salento). On y mange très bien, on rencontre le créateur français du tour Heroes tour et aujourd'hui il y a un petit marché organique. On en profite pour faire nos courses pour demain midi.

    Ensuite on file au fameux musée de l'or, ėtape obligatoire pour en apprendre plus sur l'histoire du pays avant la conquête espagnole. Pas mal!

    On sort et on entend des percussions au loin... on se rapproche et moment magique : un groupe d'une trentaine de personnes joue du tambour et autres percussions et met une ambiance de folie. On a qu'une envie : sauter et danser. Du coup on les suit jusqu'à une grande place où ils mettent le feu pendant plus de 30 min. GENIAL!

    Dernière soirée en Colombie donc on se fait plaisir au resto La Tartine. C'est tenu par Pascal, un toulousain bien bavard mais surtout un grand chef cuistot spécialisé..... en charcuterie!!! Il fait tout lui même. Un délice! On passe une super soirée! Le lendemain matin taxi pour l'aéroport direction : Lima au Pérou!
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