Kathleen and I had enjoyed our stay at Colombian Highlands (http://www.hosteltrail.com/colombianhighlands/). We could have easily stayed longer simply because of the calmness and lack of hustle ‘n bustle. We would definitely stay here again.
By 11am we were hiking into town. The light festival was still packing them in. Throngs of people streaming into town. We bought our bus tickets for direct trip into the central terminal in Bogota. We were to meet with the Sunrise Cargo tomorrow to begin the paperwork process to extract the bikes from customs.
Kathleen and I have taken buses in a few foreign countries. We are continually amazed at the dexterity the drivers have at maneuvering a 40-foot long box of metal among narrow streets and swarms of taxis and other vehicles. Our driver, like others we’ve had, knew where every square inch of the bus was, and knew precisely when to make a turn or squeeze between two other vehicles. Our trip into Bogota was nearly half the time we needed to get out of Bogota over a week ago. Take the direct buses.
After a $6.50 USD taxi ride (about 25 minutes) from the central bus terminal. Our taxi ride was the now typical back alley, side street, main thoroughfare trip we were accustomed to. However, we came into what Kathleen and I instantly recognized as a less desirable part of town and indeed, the driver locked all the doors and appeared more wary.
Kathleen and I checked into the Casa Platypus (http://www.platypusbogota.com). Not to be confused with the Hostel Platypus. However, both are owned by German (Her-mawn) a . . . German, who apparently is a resource to travelers. One of those . . . if he doesn’t know, the information doesn’t exist.
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