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... after the W.E.
For the data/trivia collectors among my friends and acquaintances...
The Cordillera de los Frailes stretches along the north-eastern parts of Potosí Department bordering the north-western Chuquisaca Department. It consists of mainly two parts: the western region is a volcanic field of ...
... br> (although I'm pretty sure most of the pics are of Manuella as she was much more gregarious than Sulky Simon), and ignore the potential ethical issues with clipping the wings of wild birds and keeping them as pets - Manuella, at least, seemed very happy with her lot in life.
What we learnt
We want pet toucans
I like big brick buildings - must be all the lego I played with as a child
Rio de ...
... to our boat which we were to navigate the Amazon basin in. I won't go into full detail (as it would take too long!) but here is a mini list of the things that happened/activities we completed:
Boat trips spotting many different animals and birds including monkeys, alligators, herons, caymen & flamingos.
Nighttime alligator spotting
Anaconda hunting (to spot not kill)
Swimming with pink dolphins
It was a ...
... t believe our awesome European dance moves, it was a great night. What was not so great was the flight we were supposed to take to La Paz an hour after we got back from the club. Somehow we made it to the right airport and sat around the locals in the departures lounge still drunk and covered in ridiculous green clothes in anticipation of the fast approaching St Patrick's day. Despite our state we marvelled at the lack of security in Bolivia, after checking Ben and Schnitzel's (I'm ...
... about 6pm (this also means it was doubly good we didn't get the other 20 hour bus from Sucre to Santa Cruz). Distressed that we hadn't psyched ourselves up for such a long journey, we panicked, jumped into a taxi to the bus terminal, hopped onto the coach and accepted our fate. Fortunately, after a surprisingly good night's sleep for public transport, Lonely Planet was completely wrong. We awoke to everyone clambering off the coach. It was 6am and we were at the border! ...