I arrived in Bogotá knowing I’d not be cycling for a little while so was happy to cycle round on my days off. Bogotá being quite bike friendly and Oscar, my host, loving to ride helped too. The highlights were going up to the local hill of Monserrate to get a great view of the city, visiting the simply amazing Museo del Oro (museum of gold) and going to a Millonarios football game. As well as that we went to the botanical gardens and rode around enjoying the ciclovía when, like in Manizales, a lot of the main avenues are shut down from 7am to 2pm. It’s a great way to get the population to not only ride, but also get out and be active in the parks.
Oscar is a season ticket holder at Millonarios and so goes to every home game, very easy with the stadium being literally 100m away from his front door. Unlike in Medellín, we watched from the stand along the side, meaning a much more relaxed atmosphere and a better view. There were away fans, but very few, and even though there is no history between the two clubs, the fans were made to leave 5 minutes before the end of the game. With Millonarios winning 3-0, it didn’t matter too much, but apparently it happens whatever the score – madness.
The reason I knew I’d be not cycling for a while is because I’d be visiting England. My mum was going to celebrate her 3rd 20th birthday and so I wanted to be back. I left my bike with Oscar and flew back for a couple of weeks at home, seeing friends and family, preparing for the party and also going out running with my mum – she did her first 5k! Good times. I also managed to update the website a little, note how the flags at the top are now clickable, fancy.
Now I’m back in Bogotá and will be starting to ride again soon, heading north to Cúcuta and into Venezuela. I only forgot one thing back in England, my Adidas bottoms, so that’s a vast improvement on April when I forgot my GPS and other things. I picked up a new bell, dry bag, sunglasses and some tubing to protect my racks. C was almost tempted to join me, but unfortunately that didn’t end up being possible, so I’ll be riding alone again.
View of Bogotá from Monserrate
In El Campín