Getting to La Paz was a bit of a nightmare. We had a day bus from Puno which was around 7 hours or so, but crossing the border into Bolivia became a nightmare for me. When I went to get my exit stamp from the Peru side the guy was telling me that I had been living illegally in Peru as my visa didn't cover my stay. I was supposed to have 3 months on my tourist visa but whoever had sorted it when I entered the country had only put on 2 months. Thankfully I only had a fine to pay but I was feeling pretty emotional by the whole thing. I hadn't even known! Finally we got to La Paz shortly after lunch. We had an orientation of the city centre with a local guide but I wasn't really a fan. The city is huge and looks like a concrete jungle, not my kind of place. We went out for our last dinner with Rudy, Jimmy and David and gave them some presents to say thank you for everything they've done. We are all really going to miss them. They've made the first part of this journey so incredible, especially Rudy with his humour and knowledge. Was a sad farewell.

The next day Lizzie, Tom, Carl, Daniel and I were all up early for our tour to Death Road where we were mountain biking down it. Only after did I find out that on average there are 300 deaths a year! Glad I didn't know that before I went, was scary enough as it was... We had an hour drive to get to our start point at the top of the mountain (4700m above sea level) where the weather wasn't great. The first part was on the main road, not technically death road at this point, and fairly smooth concrete. As we started riding, the rain and fog got worse so we could barely see where we were going and the ice cold rain drenched us and hurt our faces as we were riding at a fast speed! We had a little taster of what death road was going to be like over a really rocky lane and at that point I started feeling a bit nervous. When we reached the start we had a few tips on how's best to go down and we were off. It was still incredibly foggy so we couldn't see what lay beyond the edge, may have been for the best not to see the sheer drop! It was very bumpy and there were so many large loose rocks on the ground you had to be careful not to hit one at a bad angle. I had a few slips of the tyre but thankfully managed to stay on the bike and no falls! Phew! The road, even though dangerous, was a lot of fun to go down. My arms and hands hurt a lot from the bumpy movements but it was worth it. Along the road there were many waterfalls that we had to ride through which was very cool. Thankfully the rain had pretty much stopped around the start of this part so even though it was still a little slippy it could have been worse. The fog started to clear the lower we got down and it was so beautiful. We made really good time and finished in a quick time. Carl unfortunately came off right near the end but wasn't badly hurt. Lizzie had a dive and roll off the bike at one point too but she was stationary at that point! It was such an amazing accomplishment, and I was very happy to be one of the survivors of Death Road! After we finished our guides took us to a nearby restaurant for lunch where there was a buffet and pool awaiting us. We had a quick dip and a celebratory drink but it was rather chilly so short lived. We had a long drive back to La Paz so set off shortly after. Once back at the hotel met my new roommate, Sarah, as Lizzie was only doing the Peru part. Although she is joining us for a few days more! We all freshened up then Lizzie and I went for some dinner, pizza yum, before the welcome meeting for the next leg of the tour. I was so tired so after packing it was bed time.

We had a 12 hour bus journey the next day to Sucre so had to be up fairly early. Our itinerary has had to be altered due to the elections in Bolivia where everything shuts down, no one is allowed to drive, all shops and restaurants are shut, it's all on standby.