The month before Seth and I left for Texas was largely uneventful. Well, I guess I shouldn’t say that; we both made a lot of headway in our personal projects—Seth with his parking graphics and I with my essay—but in exchange we had to put our city explorations on hold. So for our first weekend back we decided to keep our laptops shut and instead visit the biggest park in the city, Parque Simón Bolivar.
Including the neighboring Parque de los Novios and Biblioteca Virgilio Barco, the Parque Simón Bolivar extension spans nearly 1000 acres, making it 148 acres larger than New York’s Central Park extension. Seth and I spent the majority of our time in the Parque Central. We strolled around a manmade lake where people rented paddle boats and swung about helplessly in the water. Sitting on the shore, I felt like I was in a live-action version of Seurat’s Un dimanche après-midi à l’île de la Grande Jatte, only Colombian.