At the end of my evening in Sucre, I left the peña and walked back to the hotel, happily whistling some of the tunes that I had heard. Until now, my main experience of Andean …
Continue reading40. To Betanzos
Author: greigmj
39. Sucre
The night bus to Sucre wasn’t quite as plush as the one to Cochabamba, but then again it didn’t cost as much. After the film had finished (it was “Honey I Shrank the Kids“…) I …
Continue reading38. Cochabamba
The bus to Cochabamba was very good – I appeared to have booked myself on a luxury one. The video system worked well and there was an interesting film shown (it was about the Nazi …
Continue reading37. La Paz
A lie-in was in order after the previous day’s high altitude excitement. Eventually I went for a wander around the centre of the city, changed some dollars for Bolivanos, went to buy postcards of Chacaltaya, …
Continue reading36. Skiing at Chacaltaya
On 13th January, after a quick breakfast and a stop to get some high energy food, I arrived at the Club Andino, and ended up on the second of the 2 small buses that were …
Continue reading35. Into Bolivia
During the night of 8th January my insides felt as thought they were exploding, and I hardly slept at all. Evidently I ate something I shouldn’t have, and whatever it was, it cleaned out the …
Continue reading34. Amantaní Island
On the morning of 6th January I woke up early, suddenly knowing that I did, after all, want to visit the island of Amantaní. Basically I figured that for the next days or weeks I …
Continue reading33. Puno and the Floating Islands of Uros
An early start got me to Cusco station in time. I got a window seat on the right, in a carriage which was mostly foreign travellers. My carriage, at least, wasn’t too uncomfortable – it …
Continue reading32. Cusco
I felt much better when I woke on the morning of 2nd January – no more fever – so I ordered a good breakfast. After checking out of Gringo Bill’s I got to the station …
Continue reading31. Machu Picchu
The lively conversation with the 3 New Zealand girls finally petered out in the early hours of New Years day, and I hit the sack, setting my alarm rather optimistically for 6 am. My problem …
Continue reading