Bogota round two! After all the good times in Cartagena, Palomino and Medellin, Lachy and I thought we should have a couple of nights taking it easy before hitting up altitude.
We only really had one proper day in Bogota, so also wanted to make the most of it. For this reason, and because we had just been in Medellin where it all went down, we downloaded Netflix so we could watch Narcos. It was great to be able to watch it an recognise some of the sites! But we were glad that we weren't in Medellin before it all went down.
The following day, we got lost in the main square of Bogota, before finding the Police Museum. I would highly recommend this to you if you make it to Bogota. Especially if you can get Jonathan as your guide. He told us the tour was free and would take 45 minutes. An hour and a half later, we were saying goodbye to him. We learnt about the formation of the Colombian police force, training, fighting drugs and cartels (namely Escobar and the Medellin cartel) and many other topics. We also viewed the weapons collection (highlight for Lachy) and got to see the view of the city from the roof.
One minor criticism to the Colombian police force... They have a map of the world displaying the Interpol relations, Lachy and I of course looked to Australia, but there was no Tasmania!!! I tried to tell Jonathan that they were missing my state of Australia. But like most Mainlanders, he didn't really care about poor little Tassie...
Following on from this, and getting empanadas for fuel, we walked to the cable car to get our views of the city. The ride up was practically empty, so we got to enjoy the slow climb and look out of the window. Once on the top at Monserrate, we looked to the left and could see the landscape, untouched by the city. The only things that showed its connection to the city were the power lines and a solitary road winding through the mountains. We looked to the right and saw the vastness of Bogota. The city stretched on and on and wound it way around the base of the mountains.
We wanted to catch the funicular down the mountain, but it wasn't running. So we had to settle for round two of the cable car. I was the second person on, so made myself at home at the window again. However Pushy McGee got on after me. And proceeded to stand on my toes continuously until I had moved from the window so she could get her selfie. I hope she had something in her teeth... Selfie would have been ruined!
We had dinner at a cafe where we could climb onto the roof and admire the views, yet again. Our final meal in Colombia before flying south to meet Julian and Sharné in Bolivia.