"If it were not for the typhoon weather lately, I would have recommended you visit Monserrate. From my personal point of view, it's probably the most beautiful place in Bogota. I went there last year around this time, and I can tell you that every time I look at the city from the above, I always feel my own insignificance.
There is a church on the top of the mountain with a statue of the crucified Christ. It has been said that many miracles have happened there..." Inside the limo, the Colombian president described the beauty of this city to him vividly.
Zhang Yaping, who sat across from him, resisted the urge to tell him that if he could make time to visit Xin, looking down from the space elevator would make him feel more insignificant.
"Really? If the weather clears up, I'll consider making a visit."
Zhang Yaping forced a slightly reluctant smile as his eyes kept searching the street outside the window.