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we live on a mountain some 200m above the general
Bogota savannah (already at 2650m), in the NW of the
city, and
thankfully out of the horrid pollution of
the permanent traffic jam.
driving out of this haven into the traffic
normally
affords me a beautiful view of the eastern andes. it
helps me forget how much i loathe the traffic cops
here
who do nothing but cause traffic jams or play
games on their mobile phones. but yesterday at sunset
the mountains were
shrouded in cloud, and there was a
pink and golden glow along their length as they hugged
the andes tightly.
the
nights and mornings have been completely misty but
last night we were lucky to have a view of the lunar
eclipse midway,
a clear crisp sky and relative silence
at 11pm...this morning the close mist didnt lift until
10am and the sky is pure
white.
these wintry days begin magnificently with sunshine
and the afternoons are filled with dramatic 360 degree
storms
of lightning and thunder...the airports close,
the streets flood and pedestrians still dont resort to
raincoats but
struggle with unravelling umbrellas or
running with folios over their heads.
as i drove to class near the big stadiums
where every
teaching night there are either concerts (luis miguel,
sean paul) or football games, i saw an older woman
holding
her mothers hand. In the downpour the mum was
jogging faster than her daughter, half her age. no
umbrella, no raincoats,
but they were laughing.
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