Hostal Reina Maria Santa Cruz

... and controllers later they turned the light off and we went to sleep. Bumpy yet confortable! Arrived in Santa Cruz got in a hostel and then wondered aroudn town.<br><br>Grabbed a Collectivo to go to the zoo, missed the stop and ended up 10km out of town. Stayed in the bus and got there finally. The zoo was seriously underfunded that much could be seen but we were lucky to arrive in time to witness the feedind, where basically for ...

... girls starring at me, and all the people running towards the windows trying to get a peak at a gringo, I head back to my hostel. And now i am here in Santa Cruz finishing this blog, hopefully heading out tomorrow to....i have yet to decide.<br><br>I wish i could go into more detail or even write 1/4 of my life down here but i have no time or patience. I have plenty of extra stories to tell when i arrive back in Alaska... don't worry <br><br>-dave

... something. And service needs to be in relationship, in community, working together and knowing who has what responsibility. We must ensure that we emphasize healthy relationships where we can learn and grow together.<br><br> For me personally building relationships was probably the biggest blessing I received from GYS and Assembly 15. Because of the people that I got to know not only have I been able to see how God is working in amazing ...

As soon as you set foot on Santa Cruz, it's hard to believe you are still in Bolivia. Coffee shops and boutiques filled with light skinned westernized people have you questioning what's going on. Where are all the Indians? Santa Cruz is the city of the rich, and it may be the only place in Bolivia where anti-Evo Morales graffiti can be found. There are few poor begging here and the streets are not filled ...

... potatoes, rice and meat. With four hours to kill and nothing else to read, we read our guidebook ... and decided afterall we should get to Iguazu Falls in Argentina. We had about a week to make our way to Buenos Aries. Gettind to the Falls was somewhat out of the way, hence why we had discounted it before! <br><br>But aided by ridiculous enthusiasm, probably too much coke, and the grande ...

... sort of butterfly exhibit!!!!!! How desparate do you need to be for something to do?). Went to the train station to book my train ticket for tomorrow evening. Didn´t seem to have much luck so asked the information people who only spoke spanish. Some guy approached me saying he could sort me out a ticket. Lead me to some back office where he said he could only sell me a bus ticket. Told him no ...

... settled on that he would meet us back at the Plaza to take us back to the airport and then he would get the entire $100Bs bill I had. Only problem is, I accidentally told him the wrong time to meet us to take us back to the airport. I told him 04:30, but our flight was leaving at 05:00, so we needed to leave the Plaza by 03:30. I realized this right after he left but we couldn't find him anywhere near. We looked around ...

We have entered Bolivia via what amounts to a dirt track between Corumba (Brazil) and Quijarro (Bolivia). We are travelling to Santa Cruz, the largest city in Bolivia via a night train, infamously called ´the death train´. There are two schools of thought as to how it got the name. One was that it is on account of the bone crunching and spine jarring journey it provides, which makes you want to throw yourself on the tracks, the other is it got the name from ...

... and insisting, he told us to walk down the platform and walk out the open gate there. Totally ridiculous that you would secure an area and then have a huge open gate just down the walkway, ahhh Bolivia. The next part of the story is better, we found one of our friends we had made the night before and spent the evening at a cafe listening to a live cuban band, drinking chilean wine and yes....dancing, again. One of the best nights I have had here in bolivia. Everything happens for a reason.

... whole trail that had mobile reception. I sent a couple of texts and then we pushed on. The other great thing about the final campsite is that they had showers, beer and the chance to stock up on chocolate and other snacks. Everyone had a great night, we said our final farewell to our porters and tipped them all as well Dale buying them all a beer. Day 4 - The final push We awoke at 4am with the usual hot mug of coca de mate and then packed up and ...