Hotel La Mision
- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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... 12 days, so we've meticulously planned our next two weeks. All of that has gone out of the window already. Bolivia's political situation seems kind of dicey, it's the first president of indigenous descent, so he's done a lot for the people, apparently, though there are numerous protests and strikes every day in different areas of the country. So this was our first stumbling block, we can't get out of Santa Cruz by road. The road is blocked ...
... some of the national parks around here and making this visit a bit of a waste of time, except that Nicky and Rod are meeting us here. So we walk into our hostel to find Roxanne eating her breakfast on the patio. Surprised to see her still here we sat down for a chat before checking in. Rod walked in shortly after, so there was more hugging and catching up to be done. Nicky wasn't due in till late afternoon so we went into the main part of town (a plaza and a few cafés) to ...
... honor or Antonio Josť de Sucre who was named Bolivia’s first president. While I was visiting, I met many Aymara people. Aymara are the largest ethnic group in Bolivia, numbering about 2 million (20% of Bolivia's population). It was so great to be able to get to know the culture of these wonderful people. The were such hard working and artistic people. It was a pleasure to become familiar with what they do in their everyday ...
... else, dragged (willingly) into quarantine to say hello to the monkeys. Amazing! All the monkeys got excited and were screaming, even the ones who didn't really acknowledge me before and suddenly I had a whole lot more new monkey friends including Martin (a really aggresive caged monkey), Natalia (hates girls), lilush (crazy). Cesar the alpha male monkey in heaven had escaped a few days before and was yet again prowling quarantine mostly not causing trouble but demanding food, api ...
... which no one could understand but luckily this English couple there had a translator so we got to understand what was happening by just listening to her. From there we also got to see the mirador (view) of the city. That evening we got a 3hour bus to Potosi which is the highest city in Bolivia. The bus smelt very coca leaved which I thought at first smelt of BO so I was gagging every time I got a whiff. I tried some myself during the mine tour but I can't stand the taste so ...