Arrived in Cochabamba about 9pm and walked from the bus station to Alojamiento Cochabamba. ?We passed a dangerous but fantastic looking fair with rollercoaster (v. Basic and wobbling) and helter skelters etc. ?We made plans to visit that the next night. We continued walking to our hotel through some very dangerous looking streets and arrived to find the door locked with a chain. A bright happy youth showed us to our room and Lisa fell into moroseness. The room wa...

We set off from Rurrenabaque on a very cold and wet morning. This did not imply good news for the already mud drenched road, although not as bad news for all the people flying out of there, since all flights were cancelled due to the fact that the airport runway is a grass field. He he.    We headed off on the bus and got to watch the scenery change before our eyes, from tropical jungle to snow capped mountains. On the way we stopped for a toilet break. L...

We return from the jungle...   We arrived back to (relative) normality and checked into a much nicer hotel with our new found friends. We all had delicious hot showers and went out for dinner ? Pizza again!    The next day we woke up to lots of rain and freezing temperatures ? not very tropical. We had booked to do a canopy tour over the jungle, but when we turned up we were told it had been cancelled due to the storm. Faced with nothing to do all...

An Ark Full of Animals and a Pig Day 1 We set off from Rurrenabaque in a 4x4 jeep, complete with two cooks and the rest of our group, which consisted of 3 girls, 2 from Bristol and 1 from Croydon. We were very pleased with our group as the others were much bigger and full of Israelis (noisy). It was a very bumpy and dusty 3 hour ride down a dirt road before we reached our lunch destination, which was a very dusty café on the roadside. After lunch, which ...

Into the jungle we go...   We set off from our hotel and jumped in a cab to take us to the part of La Paz where the buses to Rurrenabaque leave from. As soon as we got in though, we hit a massive queue of traffic. Turns out the main road was closed for a kulak demonstration (very common in Bolivia apparently). The driver had to take a very convoluted route to get us to the bus station, and we made the bus with seconds to spare. Or so we thought. As usual, ...