For a while I had been unsure of how a Christmas on the other side of the world, away from family/friends etc would feel. Of course it would be different to spend it alone after being used to a 2-3 day "bender" of food, drink and quality company back home. The journey to Copacabana, a small town on the shore of Lake Titicaca was interesting to say the least. Especially after it was broken midway into a boat journey across one stretch of water to an opposing town....

"Death Road", The World's Most Dangerous Road, Camino del Muerte etc. The title of world's most dangerous road is sure to attract flocks of adrenaline junkies, bmx nerds and hard nuts alike, and sure enough, when we rocked up to the top of the mountain for the start (over 4700m asl) there were herds of full face-helmet clad, testosterone filled blokes on bikes with suspension springs in every possible gap, firing each other up for a day of mayhem and speed. It wa...

As frenetic as it is high above sea level, La Paz is open for business 24/7, packed to the rafters with almost every item for sale you can think of and shows no signs of falling asleep. At times hot by day and freezing by night, the city is set in a deep volcano, with the Main Street at the very bottom, which makes walking painful if not extremely tiring. Having said that the views are breathtaking (literally) with high rises (probably the only ones in Bolivia) a...

It is rumoured that in the rainy season, flights to the jungle NEVER leave on time. These words didn't really hit home until leaving 5 hours later than scheduled. By 1130am I was on board the smallest plane ever flown for someone my size (only 15 seats) and bound for the small town of Rurrenabaque, in North Eastern Bolivia. The flight certainly was the kind to raise your heart rate. You felt every bump, every change in altitude and I swear I heard the motors cut ...

Cochabamba was a place I visited to originally kill some time en route to LaPaz. When I began reading about it however, I discovered it was actually the gastronomic capital of Bolivia! Cool! Everything was looking up. Myself and my Argentinian pal Manuel were on our way to a (possible) smorgasbord of Bolivia's finest. Arriving at 430am we joined 2 frenchies to a hostel (the owner wasn't happy) and hit the hay. I was well and truly awake that morning after receiv...