Sunday in Bogotá is sacred. It is a day of rest, relaxation, worship, and gathering. In Chapinero, families attend mass at La iglesia de Nuestra Señora de Lourdes before returning home for a big supper, while young adults spend the day sitting on the church steps and watching passersby.
Today Seth and I are doing a little bit of both. Earlier this afternoon we walked to one of our local bakeries for a light lunch of pasteles de pollo con aji picante (hand-held chicken pot pie-like pastries with a spicy, finely chopped pico de gallo-like sauce), scoured our neighborhood for “se arrienda” (“for rent”) signs, and bought our groceries for the week. Now I am editing photos, writing blog entries, and sipping a glass of Tempranillo as Seth cooks a heavenly dinner of carne en salsa de tamarindo (pot roast with tamarind sauce). Ah, what a life.