It’s almost Halloween in Colombia. Winter has officially started. Thick clouds linger stubbornly around the city’s mountains. Rain intermittently keeps pedestrians locked indoors. The life of the city seems to be slowly sucked out of it.
The breeze in the city seems that little bit stronger. As it brushes along your skin your hair stands on end. Was it just the cold, or…?
After all, October isn’t just the start of winter, it’s also the month of Halloween. This month spectres of all those lives lost seem to wander the streets, stubbornly clinging to their window into the real world. When you wander La Candelaria’s cobblestone streets this month, who will you be sharing them with?
In this post we’re taking a look at some urban myths in Bogotá, urban myths than are passed through generations, especially around the time of Halloween in Colombia.
Have you heard the one about the black flying shadows? Not unlike those from the TV series Lost, these floating black silhouettes have been spotted on the Séptima by a couple driving home, minding their own business.
It was a starry night. So starry that the starlight lent the city a dim, creepy illumination. There were no other vehicles on the road (we’re more surprised about this part of the story than the ghost to be honest).
Then, out of nowhere, a black puff of smoke, not unlike a bird flying backwards, appeared on the windshield of the car. Spooky.
This hasn’t just happened in Bogotá either. One lone driver said he was accompanied by a lost soul as he drove through Bosca. A woman with long hair appeared near the Central Cemetery then ran alongside the car until she disappeared.
It gives us the heebie jeebies, but people say that the best way to avoid seen ghosts and gouls while you’re driving is to never ever look in the rear view mirror. Lucky we catch the transmilenio everywhere.
Do you ever wonder what the police get up to when they’re stationed really late at night? Well we do and apparently, as well as being incredibly busy losing their helmets, they’re taking photos with their smart phones. Photos of ghosts.
How do I know this? Well around this time last year, a few police on duty were taking some happy snaps and captured the ghostly face of a young girl in one of the photos. While looking at the photos they noticed a girl looking through the window in the background. Eerie stuff, made even eerier by the fact that a girl of a similar appearance had died nearby recently…
One of the police officers said they were going to invite a local priest to do a exorcism at the station.
And did you hear about Paul the Octopus’ predecesor? She was a spooky old woman with a taste for Colombian football, religion and predicting the future…
In 1992 a nun took a taxi close to the city’s central cemetary. She told the taxi driver with confidence that Colombia would classify for the World Cup USA ’94. When they arrived at their destination, a funeral, the nun asked the driver to wait as she went to get the money. She took her time, so he decided to investigate.
Only to find she was dead.
Paul the Octupus never guessed from the grave, did he?
There are more Bogotá myths we’ve heard, but they’re surprisingly un-PC.
So over to you guys, which Bogotá urban myths have you heard?
Paul and Sarah