Fat, Smoking Man Walking
Trip Start Apr 27, 2010
77Trip End Apr 25, 2011
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The markets weren’t quite what we had expected, however after two months I made my first purchase – a sweet hammock for about $13 which will get plenty of use down in the jungle and when we finally hit the Carribean beaches
While Steph had an early night, I decided to head out with some people from the hostel to see what the famous night life was like. After a few of the really good craft beer made at the hostel, we went to see how some of the bigger party hostels were going, however they were winding up. We went to a place called Blue – likely because of the blue neon light coming out from under the door of what looked like a house, and basically it was. We were the only ones there (although it was already 1am) so went to the next recommended place called Mongos. It was fairly crowded and playing commercial dance music but once again, the set up, basically inside a converted house was not ideal. The others were going to continue on but at 3.30am I was going home (Cos nothing good ever happens after 2am!). That day had been La Paz’s 201st Anniversary and so after about 12 hours of marching bands proceeding down the main street, the taxi passed a mass of Bolivian’s gathered around who were disturbingly zombie like – obviously having sampled the Cocaine which is famous here. Surprisingly, in the whole time in La Paz, no one offered drugs, unlike places like Bali or Spain where every second person selling things on the street does. So basically the night life wasn’t that impressive, same as any big city really.
There were a lot of decisions to be made in La Paz as there is so much to do nearby. We decided against visiting the prison as they wanted almost $100 and I didn’t think a murderer or drug dealer really deserved my money! I was really interested in doing a three day hike to the top of a 6000m mountain however decided against it because it was going to interfere with other things I would much rather have done, which is a two day mountain bike, three day boat trip to the jungle, which we have decided to head on. We also decided against the need to bike down death road as we spoke to some people who just came back from the same trip who thought the 2 days of biking was much better than death road. So with a couple of days to kill until the trip, we’ve decided to head to Coroico, 96km down the new death road to hang out for a while.