I have basically abandoned this blog since I got home, despite having the final few days still to write about! I’ve been busy, and it feels weird writing here when I’m home! But anyway. Here goes, the last few days of our epic journey.
We flew to Bogota from Santa Marta – just staying two nights at first. Bogota is nice, but huge and really spread out. It was difficult to find restaurants in the evening near where we were staying, although it was really busy during the day. We did a little wandering and finding our bearings the first day, then the second day we were really busy. We spent the morning in the gold museum, which has more gold than I’ve ever seen before, and an emerald that I was told was “huge” so I was expecting something giant. It was actually about fist-sized. Which I guess is pretty big for an emerald. In the afternoon we did a bike tour of Bogota, which was fun although a little frustrating, as the guide kept starting talking before the whole group had caught up.
The following day we took a bus to Villa de Leyva – this involved a few hours of sitting in the hottest stuffiest bus station ever, but the bus was pleasant enough. Villa de Leyva is a colonial town that looks basically untouched. Unfortunately, I ate something dodgy and ended up – not really sick, but unwell, so I had a pretty sad time there. Michael went on a short hike and took some great photos. We ate lovely food (apart from the dodgy meal at the start) but I wasn’t as appreciative as I might have been. We also did some wandering around the little tourist shops and bought a few gifts (but not many, as we are poor backpackers).
We had three more nights left in Bogota after Villa de Leyva and we spent these in a hotel (as opposed to a hostel), in a more up-market area than before – with restaurants in easy reach. We spent a day in a modern shopping centre (and got soaked walking back!) and a day visiting the Salt Cathedral 45 minutes outside the city. I loved this place – it’s a giant church carved out of an old salt mine. It’s got stations of the cross carved along the tunnel as you walk in and they’re gorgeous too. Apparently they only do Mass there at Christmas, which would be really cool if anyone is in Bogota around then. There was also a free light show with our guided tour, which was a nice way to end things.
The final day was just spent hanging out in a cafe, packing up and eating lunch before we went to the airport. And of course we ended with slight airport drama, in the form of the world’s longest queue for baggage drop. We were queuing for about 90 minutes, and despite us getting to the airport in plenty of time so that we’d have a chance to eat and do some shopping, we had time for none of that and ended up having to get straight on the plane once we’d gotten through security.
And now we’re home – which feels crazy. And also like we’ve never been away. It’s nice to have family and friends and Milo home comforts and be able to eat what I want when I want. But it was an amazing experience that I’m so glad to have had.
Thank you all for reading.