Bogota Moto Day

We had a nice down day today, just kicked back, got up late.  We went out last night for dinner and after Troy and I went to a club with some other Aussies and our new Colombian friend.

We spent today just hanging out at the Hostel, walking around and getting some parts for the bikes.

The door to our room in the Hostel.

I watched "The Social Network", which is an awesome movie.

We found the "motorcycle area" in Bogota, which is  2 blocks of stores dedicated to motorbikes.  The only problem is, the largest bike here is 250 cc, so there is not a lot for either the guys KLR's, and absolutely nothing for my 1200cc BMW.

The block of Moto stores.

More moto stores.

Troy and Darren needed some new tires, so we picked up one rear for each of them.  We stripped the old tires off Darren's bike and put the new one on.  Troy doesn't need his new tire quite yet, so he will carry his new spare for a while.

Our helper,  putting Darren's Tire on.

Darren, working on his bike.

We did find some nice Colombia stickers for the bikes.  :)

Tonight is Aussie BBQ at the hostel, so we are eating in.  They are serving Steaks, hot dogs, potato's and fixings… which sounds a lot like Canadian or American BBQ.

Our fellow diners.

Our feast tonight at the Hostel.

More Bogota graffiti.

The Ice Cream man here is a Penguin.

Update:  Remember the other day I mentioned that I had forgotten my jacket at the club?  

Well, in addition to my jacket, I also left my wallet.  So all day, I was knew I had to go back to the club and HOPEFULLY my jacket was still there, along with my wallet and ID.  I also had managed to lose the coat check chit somewhere.  As I was walking throughout the lobby of the hostel, one of the guys working behind the counter overheard me talking to the girl at the door, as I was telling her where I was going.  He said "Oh, I forgot to tell you, a taxi driver dropped your jacket off this afternoon".  I'm incredulous, and asked... "what taxi driver?".  "The one from the club was the reply".  So.. my Taxi driver, who picked me up from the club last night to bring me home, somehow returned the next day, with my Jacket from the club.  How this all transpired, I will never know, but in my jacket was my wallet and all my ID.  Only in Colombia?