It is a little warmer in the new hostel and we were almost at risk of a lie in. An 9 o'clock start with our complimentary breakfast with our room was eaten before we headed to try and arrange a couple of tours.
Going in search of the tourist office for a majority of the morning all went in vain. This was because it was Bolivia's national holiday and everywhere is shut. We elected have some lunch and then before speaking a tour company or two.
After a slight money panic we had negotiated a deal which seemed cheap.
It was only when we stopped for coffee that we realised a much better company was a stones throw away so we have booked a tour through them.
It was when we were leaving that Abigail realised that she had lost her scarf which she had only bought yesterday. On a rampage we went in almost every shop in the market in search for the same scarf but seemed to be double the price. Literally the last stall nearest our hostel and our last port of call had it and when Abigail was in her element haggling we ended up walking away with 2 scarfs and a jumper.