La Posada Del Sol Samaipata

... bus to Sucre at about 8 o'clock in the evening, which was the greatest endurance test we have been through yet – a 12 hour journey through the mountains, on dirt “roads”, going through rivers, in the freezing old with no toilet stops! Never again.

Anyway.......then we arrived in Sucre which was much better.

Love to everybody at home, missing you as always

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... dazu später mehr.... Wir sind also nach 12 Stunden Busfahrt um ca 4 Uhr morgens in Samaipata angekommen....nicht unbedingt die beste Zeit um eine bleibe zu finden muss ich sagen!....wir hatten Glück...ein Hostelbestitzer hatte auf jemand gewartet der eine Reservierung gemacht hatte und somit konnten wir bei ihm die erste Nacht schlafen! Am nächsten Tag haben wir uns dann das Städtchen ein wenig genauer angeschaut....echt ruhig hier aber auch ...

... and ¨meayim¨of 2 animals, it was disgusting. the next day we went to see some dunes near the city, so we took a bus, and got to nowhere, and then took another one, and got to another nowhere, and then started walking in the park. luckily some guy who works there gave us a ride to the dunes, and some other guy gave us a ride back to the city when we were done. the day after ...

... is just coming onto the tourist radar and with good reason. It´s always springtime and always green. We settled into a great homestay with fruit trees, comfy beds and excellent breakfasts - what more can you ask for. We spent a day hiking in the giant fern forests nearby and another day we trekked through an area known as the Elbow of the Andes - the point where the Andes meets the forest, before turning back towards the Chile/Argentina border. We also took a trip to ...

... ik dat nu even rechtzetten en die eer dan wel toekennen aan Santa Cruz, waar mijn jas wel heel diep in mijn rugzak is verdwenen. Ok, lui zijn wordt soms als mijn specialiteit omschreven, maar een hele dag in een hangmat gaat ook vervelen, dus ik ben toch ook maar op bezoek geweest in het huis(je) dat COMPA er heeft opgericht. Het was een heel speciale ontmoeting. Ik moest bellen om te worden opgepikt aan 1 of ander tankstation buiten het centrum ...

... on the patio of this restaurant when a group of stray dogs in the town started fighting on the street near us. Latha first jumped on her chair then on me before I could calm her down. Need less to say she went inside after that. One small step at a time. (Latha´s comment: ¨The dogs were fighting over a female dog, and I was fine until the whole pack of them jumped up on the sidewalk where we were and started fighting with each other! Ugh Ugh ugh.)

... to do for the next day. Our next day we headed out for hike. The surrounding area is quite beautiful and the walk took us up past several waterfalls and into the surrounding mountains. In all a great day with more amazing views, this is definitely a beautiful country with very varied landscapes. Our final day in the town was a pretty unsuccessful one. We went for a bit of a wander to check out the town, take a few photos and have a look in the ...

... is opening...the word is spreading liek wildfire thru these dusty little streets and we have been told about it many times before we get back to our hostel...it would be wrong not to go ...right!!! :o) Anyway we start our evening at our fav cafe and then whilst walking home decide we might be too tired to fiesta...but maybe one drink at the The Black Sheep bar across the road from our hostel - owned by Dutchies..then off to bed. Yeah haven´t we all heard ...

... really nice relaxed feel to it with great photos on the walls taken by the Dutch owner.The other highlight of the hostel was the gorgeous tan-coloured Spaniel who had the longest ears I had ever seen on a dog. He was a full-spirited delight. Going for a gentle stroll later, we were impressed with the lush plaza. We felt as we did in Sucre, that we must be back in Central America for the care taken. Perhaps it stands to reason that poor countries need attractive public areas for ...