We hadn’t slept well, so there was no need for the alarm this morning.  At 06:00 Crystal had a Hungarian lesson.  While she had her class, Justin packed and futzed around on the computer for a bit.  We had breakfast downstairs at 07:00, and said goodbye to Andrés at 07:30.  With Lina, we went around to some parks, ports, monuments, and other “points of interest” in Inírida.  She had her son Domenico with her this morning.  At one of the stops we got some Iguarapo de piña, kind of like a cider made from pineapple.  There wasn’t a whole lot going on in Inírida.  In the end we went back to the ATM, mainly so we could avoid that in Bogotá.

We got to the airport a little after 09:00.  We sat there for almost two hours, sweating profusely, very ready to depart.  We were thinking that the travel operators should think about tweaking their itineraries from a 4 day/3 night tour to a 3 day/2 night tour.  In our opinion, most everything we did after returning to Inírida yesterday could have been eliminated or vastly shortened.  We noticed that - at least today - there was an afternoon/early evening flight from Inírida to Bogotá, so it would have been easy to do the exact itinerary we did up to the point we returned to Inírida; but instead of stopping for lunch and having another swim near the Venezuelan border, we could have just seen the border area right after La Ceiba and the dolphins (i.e., gone right past Inírida to the border), then backtracked to Inírida for lunch and then on to the airport.

The plane arriving was late, so we were late, maybe by 20 minutes.  Both of us slept most of the flight, mercifully.  We had to go to the luggage claim, and a flight prior to ours was already waiting for their stuff to arrive, and they’d landed 10 minutes before us, so that didn’t give us warm fuzzies.  But eventually they came out, and once we finally got our bags, Julio was waiting for us outside.  It was raining yet again (3 out of 3 now in Bogotá), but less hard this time.  There was less traffic this time as well, and we arrived in La Candelaria just before 15:00.

We were at the same hotel as Saturday, where we had the noise issues.  While we were in Inírida, our travel agency spoke with the hotel, and in the end they upgraded us because of our issues with the noise.  First they put us in one room, but then almost immediately they asked us to bring our stuff to a bigger room, a junior suite near one of the corners.  It seemed quiet enough, which is all that we wanted, not something bigger or fancier.  After dropping our stuff, we went to get the Ajiaco at La Puerta Falsa, as today it was lunchtime.  It was pretty good, and nice on a cool afternoon.

We walked just a block or so mauka to the Botero museum.  We’d spoken to Julio about things we could do in La Candelaria this afternoon such that, on our La Candelaria tour with him tomorrow, we wouldn’t have to wake up so early.  The Botero museum seemed like the best thing to see on our own, as we were vaguely aware of his style and we could stare at whatever most interested us with or without a guide.  The museum was free, so that was nice as well.  To our surprise, most of the art was from the 1900s, including some after we were born.  We just always think of art as being way older, and not so new.  As we walked around inside, we could hear the thunder outside.

Fortunately the rain let up a little just as we were getting ready to leave, so we made a beeline back to the hotel before it picked up again.  Inside, we read up on places for dinner, and decided on a Mexican place that had good reviews - Los Antojos del Coyote.  We’d noticed quite a few Mexican restaurants, and also several museums and other indications of a strong Mexican-Colombian relationship, so we looked it up, and sure enough the countries have been good friends for centuries.

At Los Antojos del Coyote we split a make-your-own-taco plate that had Cochinita, carnitas, and al pastor, along with onions, cilantro, tortillas, etc.  We had a couple of margaritas as well.  It wasn’t great, but given how sparse Mexican food is in Tenerife, we decided to eat some while we had the opportunity.  After dinner we decided to just go back to the room, in the hopes we could sleep better.  But when we came back our quiet room had a large party occurring on the floor just below.  We were less than thrilled; Justin tried to watch basketball at full volume on his computer in order to distract from that, and he fell asleep right away.  The party stopped about 10 minutes later, and Crystal went to sleep not too long thereafter.