Welcome to our travel blog. We are Tabitha and Nic. In 2011 we 'retired' in our early 40s and set off to travel the world. We spent our first year in South America and have been lucky enough to make two trips to Antarctica.

Our blog is a record of our travels, thoughts and experiences. It is not a guide book, but we do include some tips and information, so we hope that you may find it useful if you are planning to visit somewhere we have been. Or you may just find it interesting as a bit of armchair travel.



Showing posts with label La Paz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label La Paz. Show all posts

Sunday, September 25, 2011

La Paz

La Paz, Bolivia
We arrived in La Paz a day earlier than originally expected so that those people who wanted to cycle the Death Road could do so. We decided not to do it, but quite a few of our group did and they enjoyed it, so if you like that kind of thing and get the opportunity then it is probably worth  it.

La Paz, Bolivia


La Paz, Bolivia

Its called the Death Road because it is a steep descent from over 4000m with a huge drop at one side.  It is no longer open to vehicles to use it because it is too dangerous, but you can cycle down it.

There are numerous crosses along the road that mark where people have gone over the edge and been killed.  We did have a faller from our group, but thankfully she only came off the bike, so she just had an injured arm and a lot of bruises.

La Paz, Bolivia


But back to La Paz.  I can't say I was particularly looking forward to the capital of Bolivia. I was expecting it to be overcrowded, busy and a little claustrophobic.  I held out little hope for the standards of the hotels and restaurants, and I expected a lot of poverty and hassle on the streets.

mural on our wall in La Paz
But I was wrong. Firstly the hotel was fine.  OK so it had loose wires in the shower; a poll of our group showed that you either got a lukewarm shower, or a hot shower with electric shocks thrown in!  But we've got used to the absence of health and safety and have learnt to appreciate any warm water.  And the hotel was full murals on the walls.  Our room had a country village scene covering the whole of one wall.

La Paz, Bolivia

And the city was busy yes, but it was really fairly relaxed and friendly.  There was poverty, but no more beggars than in most cities, and we weren't hassled by them or by people selling stuff.  In fact I quite liked La Paz.


La Paz, Bolivia

We wandered around the town and looked at some of the churches squares and buildings, but the best thing was just seeing the markets and street life.  Women in their traditional big skirts and bowler hats were selling all sorts of things from little shopfronts or just on the streets.  Some were selling spices, pastas and vegetables from huge sacks, including things that looked like pebbles but that we later found out were actually dried potatoes.


llamas in La Paz, Bolivia
 And like the rest of Bolivia, there were plenty of places selling touristy stuff.   Everywhere you look there are the piles of alpaca jumpers and socks.  But they are decent quality and reasonably cheap, so by this time I think I am the only person on the truck that doesn't have own item of alpaca clothing.


But the most interesting place was the Witches Market.  In these few streets, they sell all of the ingredients you need for medicines and 'potions'.  You can buy the various items that make up an offering to Pachamama, or mother earth.  People make offerings to bring luck to any aspect of their life, and they normally include sweets, tobacco, alcohol and coca leaves. But an extra item used, especially if you want to bless your new home, if a llama foetus.  The stands had many of them strung up.  Some were very small and had no fur, so clearly hasn't ever been born, but others were a little larger and had fur, so perhaps were newborns.  And strangely the sight of this wasn't nearly as disturbing as it sounds!
La Paz, Bolivia



And as La Paz was the end of our first leg, we had our farewell meal with the old group. The place we ate in was fine for food, but was more interesting for its decoration.  It was a but like a junk shop, with odd mismatched chairs, some almost throne like, chandeliers, and odds and ends everywhere.  I liked it, although those taller than me - which is almost everyone - hit their head on one of the lights when they stood up.  


La Paz, Bolivia

The two of us tried out a local cafe for lunch one day.  The food was fine, but excessive. They have a tendency here to give you rice and chips with a meal, which is a bit of an overload really.  We had lomo montado, which was a huge plateful of rice, chips, thinly sliced steak, sausage, fried egg, vegetables and fried banana!  I couldn't finish mine but the table next to us had that, and then soup, and  seemed to be going on to dessert when we left.

For our last night we all went along to a steakhouse which was very North American. A bit naughty I suppose, but the food was good and it made a nice change.
Zebra crossing, La Paz, Bolivia
All in all, La Paz was a pleasant surprise.  The only problem was the hills, which although we have been at altitude for a while, still do take it out of you.

The Drive to La Paz


Drive to La Paz
 The drive to La Paz was an eventful one.  It was another long journey, but we made fairly good progress before we stopped for lunch. And lunch started out just like normal.

You've seen the photos of our lunch stops, so you know we bring out the table to prepare lunch on, put out a few chairs, set up the five hand washing and washing up bowls on stools, and get out the plastic plates etc. So we did all that and we were happily eating our lunch, and watching the little dust clouds that were swirling around in the distance.

Bolivian women
 And then some of the group happily watched as one of the dust clouds got closer. And closer. And closer. As they finally worked out that this mini tornado was about to hit us, the shout went up.  Some leapt onto the truck, some took shelter behind it. Others of us, who hadn't been watching and so didn't know what was happening, were caught of guard in the main path.

The mini tornado swept straight over where we were having lunch, spraying dust and sand everywhere and taking our lunch with it.  But not just our lunch.  We could only watch as the chairs, stools, washing up bowls, cups and plates were picked up by the whirlwind and carried some 200 metres before being dropped back down.  Once it passed over, all that was left was the table and the big knives - that thankfully hadn't flown off and hit anyone!

After realising we were all OK - having, only partly in jest, done the buddy check to make sure we were all there - we pretty much collapsed into relieved laughter and set off to collect our stuff.

We got most of it back, but for of the five washing up bowls were beyond salvage, and everything was covered in dust.  Needless to say we decided not to bother with the rest of lunch, as sandwich was a bit literal by this time.

There's nothing like a minor natural disaster - with no consequences - to    have everyone laughing and joking, but the main source of amusement was at one fellow traveller's expense.  And primarily not because he was the only male who made the leap onto the truck, although that was mentioned.

No, our amusement was that, despite being the person who is always taking photos and videos of everything in sight, he didn't manage to get a single picture of our little adventure.  And he was devastated about it.  As we cleared up, he was scanning the surrounding area, desperately searching for signs of another dustcloud and considering how he could best get us to reenact the original scene so that he could film it.  We eventually had to drag him onto the truck to get in with the journey.

coach get stuck on detour to La Paz
 So that was our lunch stop, which kept us amused for a good while. Then as we got closer to La Paz, we hit a tailback of lorries and other traffic.  On investigation, it was discovered that the town three miles ahead was not happy with it's mayor.  Apparently he was not keeping his election promises, so the  townspeople had decided to blockade off the road.  Nothing was getting through on either direction!

But having an interesting looking truck brings out the best in people, and we were able to get a local guy who lives the other side of the town in question to help us out.  He showed us a back way, across country, to get past the town, and we dropped him of at home.  Cameron being an off-roading truck came into her own, as we eased through the tracks that other vehicles were getting stuck in, and we soon were back on track to La Paz.

All in all an eventful last drive for the group as it currently is.