Spending a day on the shores of the Neusa Lake is relaxing. Of all the watering holes surrounding Bogotá, Neusa is one of the most beautiful and enigmatic. Tourists tend to head elsewhere. Neusa promises nothing, it is discreet and unassuming. A place where clouds give way to sentiment. Where dreams sprout like the birches and the pine wood forests surrounding me. And I am surrounded by trees, rising up out of this dried-out river valley, where the indigenous Muisca people once lived and performed their sacred rituals under the midnight stars.