Where I live:
Rosales, in the eastern hills of Bogota. It borders the major restaurant district known as Zona G, lies a few blocks from the stock exchange and the financial district, and is one of the safest neighborhoods in the city, perhaps because there are a lot of embassies around.
Best way to get around the city:
Car-share apps such as Didi and Beat (Uber no longer operates here), since hailing a yellow taxi in the street can be risky. If you do use the yellow cabs, it’s a good idea to download an app such as Easy Taxi or Taxis Libres. The TransMilenio, our mass-transit bus system, is cheap, fast and efficient, but it can get very crowded, and you need to be aware of pickpockets.
Don’t leave without having:
A coffee tour. Go to a farm near Bogota, pick coffee, learn about the process and enjoy a cup with the best views of the Andean countryside. I recommend La Palma y El Tucán, about 90 minutes outside the city.
But the local favorite is really:
Walking or riding a bike on Sundays. Every Sunday from 7 a.m. to 2 p.m., and also on some public holidays, they close some of the city’s main highways so that people can cycle, jog and go rollerblading.
If I moved, I’d most miss:
The empanadas. In “Treasure Island,” by Robert Louis Stevenson, one of the characters, who has been marooned on an island, says, “Many’s the long night I’ve dreamed of cheese — toasted, mostly.” When I lived outside Colombia, what I dreamed about were empanadas, a type of fried snack with a meat-and-potato filling. Its origin is still uncertain; you can find these in some other parts of Latin America, but the Colombian ones are particularly good. Eat them with a lot of homemade spicy sauce.