When we were first married I always wanted to walk more than Katrina did. Even recently I would have more success getting her out for a walk if we first drove somewhere.
Here we don’t have a car (and I like very much the walking we do) and we still have this neighborhood to explore, so she comes more readily (and shopping will get her out on a walk too). We walk fifteen minutes to the Transmilenio and then another fifteen or twenty from the end of our ride to where we have class. Not great for when it rains, but we’ve only had rain during that time one day so far.
After we get home, if we haven’t walked in the morning, I like to walk in the night. The sidewalk food chaps get going around 6 when it’s getting dark and they stay out till about nine when things all start to shut down. We had a slow morning and so tonight we went for a walk and found the Carrera 55 north of Calle 170. Lots of places there and a few better restaurants than we have here.
I’m getting ready to try the pizzas here (again, after 22 years) and also the hamburgers. I had a Colombian chap fond of eating tell me about the really great hamburgers at this one place along the way. You have to understand: its probably not altogether like a hamburger in the US, and I’m not sure about the pizza. So we are looking and thinking about it. (Katrina has settled in to figuring out how to cook good things pretty quickly—with the exception of the potato which still baffles her.)
We had tried the Chinese and bombed out, so we were still looking for a good place that has some comfortableness nearby. We saw another Chinese one and it also was empty, so we aren’t going to try that genre anytime soon; we should know something strange is up when both Chinese places advertise specials like this: Chinese rice, French potatoes, soda for 5500, and 6500 if you want chicken; which reminds me that if you want an empty restaurant you should try one of the chicken places—the roasted chicken is just very common.
After that, however, we are pleasantly tired from walking.