Lake Titicaca

[Best_Wordpress_Gallery id=”1″ gal_title=”Lake Titicaca”] Ahmad: We had assumed that we were getting a local bus to Cocacabana but discovered on arrival at the bus station that we were on a tourist bus. We got onto the bus (which was very comfortable) and before we knew it we were at a large river, we were told to get off the bus and onto a small ferry to cross the river. The bus in the meantime was loaded onto a large boat to be sailed across the river (very comical to watch). Once the bus and our large rucksacks were safely across Continue Reading →

La Paz

Ahmad:  We got to the bus station in Sucre with plenty of time to spare (we had heard stories of travellers not being let onto the bus as they didn’t turn up at the correct reporting time and their seats had been sold). We paid the bus terminal tax (you have to pay this for using any bus station in Bolivia) and sat down opposite the berth where our bus was expected. The bus turned up at around the right time and we were all set to get on, except that nobody had told us that our luggage (big back Continue Reading →

Sucre

Laura: We got up early, bought some street food consisting of fried potatoes (very good) and got on our first Bolivian bus to Potosi. We had heard some bad things about the buses but since we have slummed it in Africa and India, they were pretty ok to us! Our standards have slipped below what normal people would consider acceptable. Five hours later we arrived in Potosi, the highest city in the world. We soon discovered that there were no more buses to Sucre that day so I headed off to negotiate a price for a micro van while Ahmad Continue Reading →

Tupiza, The Salt Flats & Uyuni

As we had buckets of time left in Argentina we decided against bombing it to the border and then on to Tupiza in one go, instead we opted to stay one night in La Quiaca, the Argentian border town. This proved to be good foresight since our bus broke down half way! Nevertheless we arrived at our hostel by 7pm and got settled IN A PRIVATE ROOM!!!! Yay!!! After 8 weeks in dorms it was amazing (apart from Ahmad farting in the bed). Early the next day we walked to the border, got stamped out, got our pesos changed and Continue Reading →