La Corona Aparthotel
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... I manage to make my way into a cafe like tonight and mooch off the wi-fi while indulging in a cup of yummy coffee
Dinner is pretty lite. More bread or the rest of my leftovers from lunch
Study Spanish and work on ideas for my project with Alerte Verde
* A great deal of texting with Andrew Brown occurs throughout the day
Miss home and everyone but Im happy to be here with all of your love and ...
... questionable lunch for us, but it was a very nice thought. Throughout the lunch we were all trying to pick the mounds of confetti out of our hair.
As it is a very different living experience than Cochabamba, it has been tough, but equally rewarding working on the school.
We are very excited to be going to see a professional soccer game (on Sunday the 28th) and for next week to continue working on the school and with the kids!
... and that's it's in a district called Tiquipaya. There's not a huge choice of hostels in Cochabamba so I just assume that all the taxi drivers will know it. I get in the first taxi I see outside the bus terminal and as I suspected the driver knows where to go. I relax. It's about half 7 on Sunday morning and the sun is shining, the city already bustling. After about ten minutes we come to a roundabout and we're obstructed by two Trufi's, being stopped by ...
... dip for Chris and a walk to the waterfall for Lauren. Once dressed we very quickly started our walk out of the canyon as we were all a little cold. On the way up we ran into the same group we had seen at the cave who were on the way down. One of the guys had a flight from Cochabamba at 5pm and it was already almost 12:30pm, it's a 5 hour drive from Toro Toro, we didn't think he would make it. Back in town it was time for a shower and lunch, thankfully lunch was soup followed ...
... Melbourne. The same farms, hills and gum trees dotting the roadside. The only difference is the lack of paved roads and the little, mud brick houses they have here. We stopped constantly to pick up and drop off Bolivianos all a long the route. At one point I had a woman sitting on a stool grabbing my leg, a woman sitting on my shoulder and a man that smelled like rotten friut leaning over me, lucky Vicki had the window seat and a whole lot of space. Anyway to make a long trip short ...