Well, that took a bit longer than I had planned!

I got up at 7am yesterday, all bright and early, ready to go the airport. Check-in went smoothly, everything was going brilliantly for my Boliviana de Aviacion flight to Sucre. And then, it was delayed.

Fair enough. Standard. But then it got delayed again. And again. And again. Once it got delayed to 1pm, they cancelled it.

Luckily, the ensuing hours weren't too boring, thanks to La Paz airport wi-fi which I used to watch the Budgeteers - a fantastic youtube travel series!

But then, the mad rush began. All us passengers descended onto the check-in desks. The check-in staff were overwhelmed, the passengers squabbling and bickering in animated Spanish. No-one knew quite what was going on. I decided, f**k it, am going to take a bus.

Because of the confusion I still ended up hanging around in the airport another hour or so waiting to collect my bag, having to ask a police women to ask the check-in staff to let me get it. It turned out that Sucre Airport was closed due to mist, so not all the airline's fault really.

I headed back into central La Paz, to the Boliviana de Aviacion office to try get a refund. Originally I was waiting in the wrong one, an office for booking flights, but after getting lost in the department of education I finally found the place to get a refund.

After that, it was a taxi to the main bus terminal, where I booked myself onto a Trans-Copacabana night bus to Sucre. A 12 hour ride. I've basically spent 1 out of the last 4 days on a bus. It was a fair bit of waiting in the bus terminal, but luckily its huge, there's a stinky toilet and a restaurant with reasonable quality food.

The bus was sooo much more comfortable than the Cuzco-La Paz one. The seats reclined much more, and the ride was generally a lot warmer! Interestingly, the buses leaving La Paz stop off in the satellite city of El Alto pick up more passengers. Whilst we were waiting in El Alto, a pair of singers came on and seronaded us for a bit with their new single.

Still, it's difficult to ascertain quite how much sleep I actually had on the bus, but I was definitely asleep on arrival in Sucre! The city outskirts look rather rough, but the interior is beautiful! I shared a taxi with a couple Germans on the bus to keep the costs down. Soon, I found my hostel and I've decided am going to explore this morning and siesta this afternoon rather than the other way round. Well, that's the plan...

Anyway, finally here in Sucre! The constitutional capital of Bolivia, where the country declared independence from Spain in 1821.

Vamos!