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Sailing across Titicaca

en route to La Paz

storm 16 °C
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As you can imagine, sleep came easy after yesterday’s itinerary.

We both felt shitty this morning. I’m now putting it down to our anti-malaria tablets. We’ve been having them before breakfast, and I reckon they’re wreaking havoc on our already shaky tumtums.

Regrettably, both of us struggled to finish our lovely breakfast, and had a little lie down back in our room. We sorted ourselves out best we could in order to pack up and check out by 10:30.

We went to the market to buy a few bits and pieces for our journey to La Paz.

The gentleman in the first shop tried charging us over BOB 435 (over $60) for a couple candy bars, crisps and some water. He showed it to us on the calculator and everything.

“Would you like a bag?”

We put everything back and went to the next shop. She charged us a more respectable BOB 40. I can’t help but wonder if the first guy just forgot a decimal point or something.

Kids, math is important. Or at the very least, decimal points are important. The rest past 5th grade is rubbish. Unless you turn into my friend, Stu. God help you if that happens.

At any rate, we got our bus to La Paz in the afternoon (snacks in tow).

It was about a three hour journey, so we were able to see plenty of countryside with indigenas working the land manually.

At one point, we had to get a “ferry” across Lake Titicaca. I was quite excited initially, until I saw the method of transport.

Everyone deboarded the bus, paid an unexpected BOB 1.50 each for a ticket, and stood in a queue to board one of the rickety ass boats that would ferry us across.

The bus was on its own EspeciallyMadeForBigBuses ferry/raft with speedboat engine.

I was glad when that bit was over.

The journey was otherwise pretty uneventful. Oh, we were stopped at roadblocks once or twice. At the final one, a few police officers boarded the bus and asked to speak to any Bolivianos on board. This was a bit frightening, but the locals didn’t appear to be alarmed. Nothing really happened. Not entirely sure what that was about.

Woz and I aren’t entirely sure about a lot of things that have happened here in the last month. I think it’s doing our egos a world of good.

It was evening by the time we arrived here to La Paz. The walk to our hostel was uphill. The air seems thinner here than in Copacabana and is chocka with petrol fumes.

The hostel looked a bit of a hole on arrival. The entrance looked shady, and despite the bright red signs saying PIRWA HOSTELS, BIENVENIDOS, we weren’t entirely sure we were in the right place.


Our room, however, is huge and quite nice. We’ve got an ensuite as well, because that’s how we roll. The electric shower is about the same as every other electric shower we’ve had in every other hostel/hotel on the continent: not ideal, but functional.

We had another meal in a restaurant this evening and even ordered a beer! Beer, how I’ve missed you. I don’t even like you, but even still. I missed you.

Posted by alexis.johnson 12:39 Archived in Bolivia Tagged la_paz lake_titicaca

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