|Gold football helmet from the Museo Del Oro|
Having abandoned la bicicleta, I walked. Given the crowds on the sidewalks and the traffic in the street, it probably took me the same amount of time. I walked past Plaza Del Rosario. Note the heavy police presence. There are a lot of police and security guards working in this part of Bogotá. It's too heavy-handed as they're not brandishing automatic weapons in your face, but they are plentiful.
|Plazaleta Del Rosario|
|Museo Del Oro (the big letters were the clue)|
The collection was impressive. That's a lot of gold to be displaying publicly under one roof. It also was an interesting lesson in the pre-Columbian tribes that inhabited various parts of Colombia. In the schools when I was growing up, South America had the Inca and that was about it. I mean it was an "empire," so they had to control a lot of territory for a long period of time, like the Romans, right? The Inca's reign in Peru was brief. They just happened to be the last tribe standing when the Spanish arrived. And a whole lot was happening in Colombia wholly independent of the goings-on down in Peru.
According to the Museum, gold had no independent value to these tribes. It was a decoration that was a gift from the Sun and, like the Sun, it was pure. Silver and copper, impure, were still considered beuatiful, but they were of the Moon. So wearing gold made you one with the Sun.
Photography was permitted in the museum, just not flash photography:
|Small gold objects|
|This was an interesting piece. Get a load of the honker on this one.|
|San Agustin scene|
|Also flying in from San Agustin was this fine fellow|