Sorry about the pics, not the most inspiring, 2 top ones are Bogota, top one is our lovely hostel and the bottom is of our attic room in Nicaragua. Ill post more but I need to upload them 1st but its late and I need to sleep.So, ill skip by the journey from Ometepe to the main land because it took so freaking long to travel such a short distance. Ive included a picture of our funny little attic bedroom in a place called Rivas where we stopped beacuase we couldnt quite make it to the border in time to cross into Costa Rica, but we had heard of a great seafood restaurant in this little town, so thats as good a reason as any to stay. It was cheap as chips only $5 each but we had to steal mattreses from other empty beds as each one was as thin as a board! I like doing this sometimes, if i´m with Age then I find it funny, and I pretend were camping, or have been locked away for being naughty, and it makes you appreciate a good bed when you have one.
I´ll also skip over the longest most tiring & tedious border crossing EVER! into Costa Rica, bloomin eck we were ony going to be there 2 nights and 1 day, before we flew to Bogota, but the que took 3.5hrs therefore sucking the life and energy out of us, and we still had to travel another 5hrs to get to our destination, a sweet little town on the edge on San Jose.
We arrived, knackered, in need of food, we hadnt eaten all day! and luckily found a sweet hotel, with such a cozy bed, it was a double on the bottom but with a single bed above like a bunk bed, I had the best nights sleep yey!
Quick look around the small town, mozy around San Jose, bought a sweet pair of silver sandles, nearly identical to my favorite pair from Office that broke after lots of use, happy happy happy.
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It´s so exciting to actually board a plane, as living in England Im so used to flying if I go anywhere as were a small island but so far, apart from Cuba, we´ve bussed everywhere, and thats fine and its normall as the countries are side by side, but actually being in an airport, buying a bit of duty free, feels really luxurious and exciting.
Its only a short flight, I only had time to eat my complimentary salad and watch half of The International with the dashing Clive Owen & it was already time to buckle our belts, switch off all electrical appliances and step off into Columbia - yey!
We really like Bogota. We havent seen all of it, as I think parts of it are still dangerous. Were in the beautiful historic area called Candalaria. It´s jam packed full of beautiful churches, old and intersting buildings, a million really tasty restaurants and cafes and little nooks and crannies atht are bars, serving a massive variety of food, it´s so refreshing to have lots of culinary choice. And wine, mmm mmm wine, its good already, I have been deprived of decent wine in Central America so now, the more South I go, the more delicious wine I will drink, yes I will.
It was a bloody mission to find any place to stay on a busy Saturday afternoon in Bogota, every place we tried was full. And Bogota is really hilly, so with heavy back packs, a lot of wandering around proved to be very testing! However, we decided to sit our selves down on the edge of a pavement and get our bearings, and it just so happened to be outside the most wonderful French Patiserie, OH MY GOODNESS, I think I was in heaven, the long counter was brimming with treats - lemony tarts, fresh almond pastries, pain au chocolate, chocolate torte with a flakey pastry crust, blackberry cheese cake to name but a few, ahhhh im reliving the moment, give me a second.......mmm mmmmm,
then at the other end was the small but equally tasty savory section full of quiches and pies. I had to have something, I had a boyfriend with no energy and my tummy was rumbling too, hmmm what to have.... I had to think for the both of us, Age is more of a savory man, whereas I, I could LIVE soley off sweet treats, grow old and rotund & be happy as a pig in poop! I settled on a warm large piece of potato & bacon pie / quiche, it was a mixture of the 2 and actually melted in the mouth, large pices of creamy potato, slightly saltey bacon with a creeamy herby mixture that bound it all together, it was just perfect, it was super duper! Easily the best quiche/ pie either of us had EVER tasted, we sat on the pavement, and savoured this little treat untill every last pastry crumb was gone. this gave me the energy to find such an amazing tranquill hostel, coincidentaly just in spitting distance of the pattiserie yey! We WILL be back to sample more delights, it would be rude & silly not too.
The hostel is so beautiful, its an old building that has been lovingly restored. There is about 10 rooms and 2 dorms split in between 3 court yards that are fillled with lushes plants and trees, and babbling water features. The room rates were really quite high, we, well Age, master of haggling, haggled and got a 3rd off the rate, it was still more than we usually pay but it was in such a great area, really quiet and calm not like other noisy hostels, we decided to stay. Enclosed are pics of us in our hammock outside our room, right at the back of the building, Mum and Hilary you would absolutly love it here, the tranquility and the gardening!
I have lots more to tell about our time in Bogota, delicious meals & street snacks, stunning views over the city, a cable car ride, inspiring Art museum and more... ooh and more piccies of our lovely hostel, Age and I basking in the sun in our matching hammocks. But now its time for bed, we have an early start, a 9hr bus ride south west to a finca in the hills, clean fresh air, and probably more long walks, lovely lovely, it may not, actually probably not have internet so untill the next time.... hasta la vista amigos xxxx
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