Top 10 Best Things to Do in Bogota

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As I ascended the cable car to Mount Monserrate, my palms sweated as I watched the rock face pass by below through the glass window. The monastery at the top was even more solemn than I'd imagined. Standing on the terrace overlooking the Catalan plains, I suddenly understood why they say it's "the place closest to heaven." The robes of the Black Madonna gleamed with the patina of time, and I felt a strange pang of sadness as I made a wish. On the way back, I deliberately chose to hike the San Jeróni Trail. The gravel path was a bit rough on my feet, but the occasional encounters with wild goats and bluebells amidst the grotesque rocks and shrubs were a pleasant surprise. Remember to bring a jacket—the mountain breeze was much sharper than expected, but it made the moments spent nibbling bread on the rocks in the sun all the more precious.

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The moment I stepped into Bogotá's Gold Museum, it felt like I'd stumbled upon a dormant underground treasure trove. Over 30,000 gold artifacts shimmered in the dim light across three floors. The most breathtaking scene was the "Golden Hall" on the top floor. When the lights suddenly flickered on, the room was awash with gold-leafed sacrificial vessels, and the faint thrum of ancient Indian music gave me goosebumps. The bat-god brooches and crocodile-shaped earrings, displayed in their cases, spoke of the faith and pain of the pre-Columbian era. My only regret was that some of the English explanations were too academic. But crouching before the terracotta figurines, watching the tiny figures brewing wine, was even more moving. As I left, I felt the cold coins in my pocket, which suddenly felt heavy.

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Standing on the cobblestones of Plaza Bolivar, the cathedral's bronze dome captivated my eyes. The afternoon sun stained the colonial facades a honey-hued hue. The aroma of scorched corn tortilla carts wafted from the air. Suddenly, a pigeon fluttered and landed on the shoulder of Simon Bolivar's statue—the liberator, sword raised, gazing upon the hustle and bustle of modern streets. I sat on a bench, nibbling on a fresh mango dipped in chili sauce. Elders in traditional ponchos fed sparrows in the shade, while children in school uniforms chased balloons. The snap of boot heels clacking at the changing of the guard at the presidential palace startled a flock of pigeons. In that moment, centuries of history seemed frozen in the square's wind.

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Upon entering the rosy-hued facade of the Portello Museum, I had no idea how deeply moved I would be. I paused for a long moment before the sculpture of "The Kiss"—Rodin imbued the marble with such a fiery warmth that I could almost feel the mingling moisture of my breath. Turning to the second floor, I stumbled upon Botero's chubby Mona Lisa. Her rounded fingers against the backdrop of a swollen mountain landscape were captivating, yet the vibrant colors revealed a gentle deconstruction of classicism. The most surprising experience was the atrium garden. Hidden beneath a wrought-iron gallery, the café faced the fountain. As I savored a Colombian pastry filled with guava jam, I suddenly wished time would slow down.

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This is a museum that displays jewelry, not only gems but also gold. I think if you like these kind of sparkling and glittering things, you can come and have a look. I personally am not particularly interested and just took a casual look.

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Santa Clara Church is a very famous church in Bogota. The exterior wall of the church is decorated with red and white stripes, which is very rare in church buildings and is very unique. The interior decoration is very ordinary. Local believers like to come here to pray, and it is worth visiting.