Friday, July 2, 2010

The Journey to La Paz.

Well…. That was F*#KED! Excuse the French (never have understood that saying – can someone please explain?), but hold the judgement till you hear about our bus trip. Seriously Worst Bus Trip Ever. Simple.


We left you in Sucre all ready to jump in our comfy cama seats ready to curl up and sleep away the 14hrs to La Paz. It started well – we got the bus, found our seats, got comfy. In fact we were all giggling like school girls (well mostly Vasiles and Boos Boos – Doodles is a Man – he only fights people and drives utes ;)) about how incredibly good these seats were! Recline that seat, pull up the blanket, tuck the provided pillow behind your head, sit back and enjoy the ride…


Wrong. 2hrs later, the bus seems to be stopping a lot, and we aren’t going very fast? This is weird. Now we’re stopping. Sweet I need to pee anyway. Ah that’s better. Man its cold – we didn’t wear any warm clothes since we have this nice warm bus and great blanket.


1hr later: We still aren’t going anywhere. People are saying the bus is broken down (obviously), but the drivers haven’t said anything yet. Oh here they come. Yep its broken down. What?! Another hour until the replacement comes.


Another hour later: Shit man its cold. We should have worn warmer stuff – at least put shoes on, not thongs – Idiots! The bus is half an hour away? I thought it was only an hour an hour ago. Great. Awesome. Snuggle under this blanket – hopefully this new bus is good too.

The other bus is here? Great… No way… your kidding me?! That cant be our bus – it’s a mini bus?! I couldn’t fit my left leg in that f*@king bus! Man its cold. Ah well, should we bail out here and get another tomorrow? Nope – lets just toughen up and get on this thing. Hopefully they have blankets man I am freezing! Surprise surprise… No blankets. Did I mention it was chilly? VAMOS!


4hrs later: My god. I cant feel my legs. Or my fingers. Definitely not my feet – what are they again? This dickhead burger in front of me keeps trying to put his seat back. Dude – NO ES POSSIBLE! Im big ok – the seat wont go back further sorry. Is that snow out there? Boos Boos – is that snow? Its pretty white out there… and its soo cold. Its gotta be snow.


5hrs later: I still cant feel my legs. Least the suns coming up. Surely we have to be getting there soon. Man what a night. Yes we’re stopping. We’re here! What!? This isn’t La Paz? Where are we? Oruro – wheres that? WHAT!? Your joking… So we have to get off this bus, get on another, pay again, and endure another 3 & 1/2hrs to La Paz. Im putting shoes on. I need my feet back.

3 & 1/2hrs later: La Paz. We’re here. Find a hostel. That one? Taxi – ayer por favor. Oh your kidding me they are full. Where is another? There. Taxi man – ayer por favor. You have any rooms? Yep – oh GOD yes. Dump the bags, and sleep…


See you after a nap…


Peace and Love


Doodles and Boos Boos

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