The girls, Stevo and I arrived in Tarija on another awkwardly timed bus. We got in at 3am. We were armed with the address of a hostel owned by the daughter of the owner of our previous place in Tupiza. Unfortunately once we found it, it was totally shut down and a sign stated that the ´hours of attention´ were 10am-4pm. We took out the guide book and headed for our second option. We walked to where we thought the building should be but as we did so the street n...

The bus from Uyuni left at around 8pm (it was supposed to leave at 7pm but hey, this was Bolivia, nothing ever leaves on time). This was awkward given that the journey was only seven hours, meaning that we reached Tupiza at 3am in the morning. Once at the terminal in Tupiza, we went to the first and only hostel on our list (HI Tupiza). Unfortunately this seemed to be totally closed and despite numerous rings of the bell, we didn´t get an answer. Next, we went t...

We took an early morning bus on the 19th, to make the several hour bus journey from Potosi to Uyuni. We arrived in the early evening and went to settle our debt for the tour we had booked (Red Planet Tours). The girls had read that Uyuni had a place that was known for ´The Best Pizza in Bolivia´. We decided to check it out and were very pleasantly surprised at exactly how good the pizza was. The place was effectively a hostel with a tiny restaurant at the back,...

Stevo and I had collected two travel buddies in our last couple of days in Sucre, in the form of Tessa and Nicki, two medics at Bristol. We decided to share a cab together down to Potosi. This was a 2 1/2 hour journey and cost a grand total of twenty quid, so a fiver each. I love Bolivia. Once in Potosi, we found our way to the Koala Den which had been recommended to us by a few people. We checked in and were shown to our dorm, which was right at the top of the ...

I had gotten in touch with Eli and Jess, the American couple that I had met in Medellin, Colombia, and they had mentioned that they were in Sucre and staying at a place called Wasi Masi. I decided to head there as we had gotten on really well and figured it would be fun to hang out with them again. My plan was to stay in Sucre for just over a week, doing Spanish lessons for a few days and then the touristy things, before moving on. How different things turned ou...