Lunch at Harry’s; Vanessa’s last night

Lunch at Harry’s; Vanessa’s last night

Bogota, Colombia, South America

I had a nice relaxing morning after walking Melissa back to her house at 6:30am. It’s only a ten minute walk and I was hoping to come back and fall asleep, but that just didn’t happen. I had a great breakfast here that included an omelette, breads, fruits, juices, and hot chocolate. Well worth the extra $5 to stay here instead of that crappy hostel that just gave me a croissant and a half a smile.

I got a taxi to Melissa’s office again, through all the traffic in Bogota, and got there four minutes late again. I absolutely HATE being late, and I’m starting to hate this city more and more for making me late. We went out for lunch at a place called Harry’s Cafe, and the food was excellent. I had some great chicken tenders with honey mustard, and then we each had a dessert. I guess this place is known for their desserts, and I can see why. They were delicious! I had a chocolate banana cake that was out of this world.

I got a taxi back to the hotel after lunch and then met Melissa at her house around 6pm. We were supposed to go out for dinner for Vanessa’s last night, but she decided instead to just have drinks at their house and then go out. Melissa and I went out to the supermarket to get some alcohol and snacks, and then went out for dinner since we were both starving. We went to Jeno’s Pizza and it was excellent. It’s basically a Colombian version of Pizza Hut, and I was pleasantly surprised. We brought a pizza home too just in case anyone else was hungry.

We got back to the house just as the first people were showing up, and it was Vanessa’s best friend and her boyfriend. A few more people showed up and by about 10:30pm, they were ready to get out and hit the dance floor. I absolutely was not feeling it, and thought it would be a better idea for me to just head back to the hotel and have a quiet night so Melissa could enjoy her sister’s last night here in Colombia. I knew that if I went out I would want to leave the club at about midnight, and I didn’t want Melissa to feel pressured to leave with me. I think this will work out for the better.

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