We tried to change our room to a larger one that didn't face out over the street but we were given the run around for a few hours until we eventually gave in and decided to keep the one we were in. It's actually not too bad especially given the rock bottom price we are paying.

We took a walk back up Carrera 7 to to our favourite coffee shop, Juan Valdez. David couldn't resist trying one of the cheese croissants with his coffee. It was huge and looked exactly like a French croissant should, golden brown and flaky. It tasted really good too.

We then decided to walk down Carrera 7 in the opposite direction, towards La Candelaria. La Candelaria is a historic neighborhood in downtown Bogotá and is the equivalent to the Old City in other cities. The architecture of the old houses, churches and buildings has Spanish Colonial, Baroque and art deco styles. It houses several universities, libraries and museums.

As we continued down the street, Plaza Bolivar opened up to our right, it was huge and the most striking thing was the number of people selling corn to tourists to feed the pigeons. There were millions of them and we kept our distance for fear of being shat on. There was also a couple of llamas standing around but we never waited long enough to discover if they were for riding or photos.

There were a lot of Government buildings on the southern side of the Plaza, it was much cleaner here too - no litter and no graffiti. Perhaps it was the presence of dozens of army personnel with machine guns that persuaded people to keep their litter and spray paint in their pockets.

La Candelaria was supposed to be jam packed with bars and restaurants but were struggling to find any at all. The only shops we could see were street upon street of military clothing - now the Violence in Colombia is subsiding, is there really still such a demand for this kind of stuff?

Eventually, we found a street selling food but it was mostly fried food restaurant. At the end of the street there was one place selling the unsual combination of Falafel & Chinese. That worked for us because Maria wanted a Falafel Pita while David tucked into a spicy Sechuan noodle dish.

As we headed back to our hotel, we found the street where La Candelaria bars and restaurants are and ironically, they were closer to our hotel than the supposed centre of the area. The area around our hotel was looking a lot better today, now that all the shops and cafes had their shutters up and open for business. A lot has been written online that our hotel is not in La Candelaria 'zone' and is actually in a dangerous part of the city. The reality is, it's actually not too bad - sure it's rough round the edges but it's no more dangerous than the supposed safer parts of the city.