Jodanga Backpackers Hostel Santa Cruz

... sur la route et le bus est bloqué. Les hotes ne sont pas tres bavards: il faut attendre, toujoours attendre... Apres 1h d´attente nous comprenons qu´il n´y aura pas de bus pour nous ce soir, et nous devons etre a La Paz le lendemain pour notre vol.. Panique a bord. Nous devrons donc prendre un autre avion de Santa Cruz a La Paz. Illico presto a l´agence pour reserver les vols. <br>Retour a la case départ dans le meme hostel. <br><br><br>

... talking to me. After a long layover I transfered to a flight to Santa Cruz with a stop in La Paz. The weather was too windy around La Paz to land but we did get to circle around Lake Titicaka a bit which provided some absolutely stunning views. Anyway I landed in Santa Cruz and spent a really hectic night trying to find Bolivianos and a Hotel with space (I eventually found a cheap hotel).<br><br>Santa Cruz is not a very nice city. I write this now having experienced a few ...

We ended up staying in Santa Cruz longer than we had planned because we had to wait for our washing to be done before heading to the wildlife sanctuary. However as it happens I think it was a blessing in disguise! One of the guys we met earlier in our trip headed to the sancturary in advance and we received an email from him the ...

... are all ex-Hong Kong complete with cantonese livery. There are some fantasic European style cafe´s, including a place called Alexanders just off the main plaza, which serves the most amazing coffee and wraps, the decor is almost like being in a Costa or a Starbucks. The place has great fridge counters full of all sorts of delicous cakes and muffins. Considirng I haven´t had a good coffee for nearly three weeks I could have kissed the waiter. In fact ...

... Pedro jail in La Paz. I agreed to be there at 12.30 and took some of the guys I met on the Inka trail and Steve along. I had heard about San Pedro when I was back in Chile as well as many other places since I've been in SA. The place used to be well known for visits until a book entitled Marching Powder was published exposing these visits and blatant drug taking within. (I bought a signed copy of this and am currently hooked). Anyway, I entered ...

... banging into each other and looking around absent-mindedly until their superior shouted a couple more orders and they, just about, managed to stand up straight and look menacing (compared to say the cub scouts). Back on the bus and the uneven sandy road continued. We had to weave through some oddly placed barrels, and I suspected that this road was the reason for the 30 odd hour duration of the journey, but within two hours we returned to fairly smooth asphalt. (Things must have ...