We found peace in this lovely, colourful and quiet street, Calle Jaen, which had 4 museums which we had a look through to learn a bit more of the Bolivian history
. Before returning to the mayhem and on to the markets: In fact La Paz felt like one HUGE market where you could buy literally anything…this is where I finally succumbed and bought a mini laptop! After much envy of almost every other traveller we met (and the increasing frustration of slow connections or my hard drive not being recognised...) I gave in and bought on - very exciting! However it’s been a week of not so patient waiting until we are in a hostel with wifi!
A market with a twist was the witches market in which we stayed. These seemed to sell strange herbs and what looked like shriveled up mini llamas, I was too scared to get near enough to take a picture or be chased by someone for taking one, what if she really was a witch???? Our short spell in La Paz ended with an early night to prepare for our cycling expedition on Friday down the most dangerous road in the world…..even more terror!
After a very cold (but surprisingly comfortable, in terms of seats) night on the bus which careered to La Paz in record time (terror), our first view of La Paz as we drove in was something else. The views of the city with the surrounding mountains was amazing, spectacular & very impressive. We checked into our hostel to find we were on the 4th floor, hard work at this altitude with our backpacks on, but the views made up for all that - something we didn't expect from a budget hostel! Refreshed and ready to see the capital we set off on a walking tour recommended by the LP. Crossing roads was a bit of a challenge with thousands of minivans overtaking each other with people hanging out yelling the destinations over and over again so quickly we couldn’t understand what they were saying!