Plane to La Paz

For our final Spanish lesson, Vicky took us to a Cafe with her friend. Slightly a cop out on her behalf, but we did far more speaking / listening which was great practice. According to them, Bolivians are generally quite lazy in their attitudes to work and work as little as possible - they rarely work exyra to save up for stuff / go places; gays are frowned upon in Bolivia but fine in Argentina; and Quechen is the old farmers language which is currently being taught as the primary language in Bolivia and must be learnt if you want a place in Government.

We checked out then took our bags to the Condor Cafe for a last menu del dia (lovely spinach and potato pie) and a falafel sandwich (far too stingy on the falafel).

About 3pm we took a taxi to the airport (25B) which was tiny! Our flight was at 5:20pm and after 20 mins of flying over mountains at sunset, we landed in Cochabamba (almost clipping the fences of the houses nearby). There we stopped for 20 mins while some people got off and we were given snacks. Then we taxi'd super fast down the runway, spun around at the end and zoomed off back up for takeoff - no pausing to line up the plane, these guys are pros!

Another 20 mins and a drink later and we were in La Paz. A taxi (60B) took us to Hostel Amanay (260B) where we were greeted by the most chirpy receptionists ever.

We went for a brief wander around the square and local area then retired for the night.

Cochabamba (3,700m) is notable in that there are flat areas and not just hills!Read more