Gran Hotel Cochabamba

... visit both the Salar de Uyuni and Machu Picchu in the twenty days we have together before Jessy leaves. In the end, however, we decided that Jessy would regret it if we didnīt visit, so we gave Tanyīs aunt a call and asked her if it would be cool if we stopped by the next day. She assured it was and off to Cochabamba we went.

We didnīt arrive until almost 10 PM, so we decided it best to wait until the next day to call. We spent ...

Hi everyone!! sorry it has taken me a while to write again, i dont often get the time. Again i apologize for the following spelling mistakes but it is a foreign keyboard!! i will try to write more often but so much has happened that i would need to spend hours and hours on this computer to describe it all! Life out here is difficult, i would be lying if i said that this was easy and also if i said i was enjoying it 100%. It is so poor out here that it is ...

... i did manage to understand most of what i was being told! I therefore can confidently say i have reached the level of understanding and speaking enough spanish to get by, and can absolutely understand and answer the twenty questions asked of me by random strangers about every aspect of my life, ha.

By the end of five weeks in the Sustainable Bolivia house i had managed to make a few friends, whom i was sad to be leaving (but ...

... through the palm trees. Another great sight from near and far is that of "Cristo" the mighty statue of Christ. Joerg drove us up the winding path to this impressive landmark on a hill that stands more than 2800 meters above sea-level. Finished in 1994 this statue had to stand higher than the famous one in Rio de Janiero. The stats are impressive - with the distance between the two hands measuring some 32 meters and the ...

... local hospital on the Tuesday afternoon, all ready to start volunteering on the Wednesday and what happens?? Yep good old Swine flu happens... two cases of suspected flu right there on the ward i was suppose to be on... and so i figured the smarter decision was to not directly place myself in the line of flu fire, especially not in Bolivia of all countries (where my lack of faith in their ability to provide adequate health care had been proven by ...

... I thought this would be a good opportunity. We are definately picking up bits and pieces daily and have come along way since our first days in Quito. Our strenghts are with any menu item, as we have to use those daily. That being said, there are still incidents: for example, Steve thought he ordered a sandwich for lunch in Sucre and ended up with a full pasta dinner. But generally speaking, we do quite well with food stuff. We are also getting much better at asking ...

... great, and a beer under the immense stars was an awesome finish to a wonderous day. Day 3: Earlier start: 5am! Off to the Geysers at 4800m! Our 4x4 had a Little trouble making it up the roads (according to the driver, the car too was suffering from the altitude!) but just as we reached our peak hight of 4960m (I think), the sun rose above the distant red hills to splash light onto a dusty field of fuming holes. Closer up, the geysers were either tiny holes in the ground ...

... taking it fairly easy, you can definately go hard here if you want to tho, most Bolivians when they go out are out clear until 4 or 5am. That's all for now...last thing I will mention is how awesome Ceviche is, a seafood stew like thing, my new friend jose from La Paz introduced it to me on our tour of La Paz when my flight not delayed! Also checked out the Valle de la lune, crazy rock formations in a desert like setting. Very cool....one day pictures will arrive, I swear.

... ikke var plass til senga en gang! Plutselig hadde jeg all tid i verden, og visste ikke helt hva jeg skulle finne paa. Jeg gikk litt i motsatt retning av bussterminalen, og fant ut at Cochabamba var veldig mye finere enn foersteinntrykket fra kvelden foer, da vi hadde susa rundt ved terminalen... Jeg fikk ringt hjem og gratulert mamma med dagen og satt en evighet paa internett. Saa satte jeg meg paa en benk i sola paa Plaza 14 de Septiembre og tenkte jeg skulle lese litt. Den gang ...

After the horrid-smelling and cold 12 hour nightbus journey in total, from Uyuni to Cochabamba, I finally arrived. I had barely slept, since the seats in the bus from Uyuni to Oruro vibrated so badly, I was sure my brain would suffer some permanent damage if I'd lay my head back, after the constant 8 hours hard vibration - do I didn't. Then was the smelly pee-blanket-man next to me from Oruro to Cochabamba and on the otherside of the hallway two ladies ...