Casa Grande Apart Hotel La Paz

... at the alttitude and in the heat as we crossed over barren rolling hills. It seemed locals had caught onto tourism and were charging tolls as often as possible. Once back in Copacabana I grabbed a quick bite and headed for La Paz, the highest capital in the world. I met back up with a german guy that I trekked to Machu Picchu with and today we booked a flight into the bolivian jungle and accomidations at Medidi lodge, a private animal refuge that has been ...

... or "junglewear", before hearing the shower kick into action. And the next day they would disappear into the heat like a mirage, or my willpower when faced with beer number 7.<br><br>&lt;Professional Segue&gt;<br><br>Speaking of drinking, on one or our rare Rurrenabaque days when something actually happened worth talking about (based on my definition only, of course) a seemingly harmless lunch at a cute little cafe with Tricky (as in Dick) and Mel(anie) - resident ...

... 5 choices were fully booked but when we did find a place we were pretty happy with it, more of a hotel than a hostel but very comfortable with cable TV to boot. Unfortunately our room was on the 4th floor and that feels like running a marathon at this altitude, probably did us some good then. <br>Our first choice hostel, the Loki, were kind enough to let us leave our bags there while we looked so we went back there for breakfast before collecting our packs and though the food ...

... thing to be doing on a Friday morning, I thought.<br><br>Today a couple tried to scam me with the old 'fake policeman' routine. However, it wasn't until after the event that I realised the girl was 'in on it'. I was walking back from the hairdressers when a young girl asked me the way to one of the plazas. When I couldn't tell her she asked me where I was from and then asked if I would take a photo of her, so I did. There was ...

... t actually cold at all and my receding hair patch was beginning to go a bright shade of red, I made a future promise to get myself a sun hat before I fried my scalp any further. I never learn!<br><br>A visit to the museum of modern art provided an intruiging escape from the hubbub and some somewhat disturbing views of women stitching together their bits together with yarn. Interesting...<br><br>But not as interesting as the Museum de Coca; almost impossibly disguised behind a row ...

... the light. Now we were freaked out, and didn´t sleep as soundly as we´d liked to.<br><br><br>But in the morning it was another beautiful day to be climbing 3 passes above 15,000 to 17,000 feet. Caroline was feeling better and we made our way all day across passes, next to llama heards, down valleys, below beautiful glaciated peaks. The clouds rolled in by midday and closed up the views behind us as they followed us down the valleys. We ...

... other - it looked more real than the men's event. Next up was the classic tag team event with 4 people, however there was one woman fighter and it was a bit disturbing watching a big guy dressed in army gear beating a woman with a broom. We all had to look away as it was really wrong but the locals loved it! After that fight we were disappointed (maybe not) to find out that midgets no longer wrestle due to a vote to no longer include them, so ...