Charles and I, along with our traveling buddy, Elliott Tait, all left Santa Cruz on the 8:30 p.m. bus to Cochabamba April 30. Fortunately it was a "cochecama" which means the seats recline a bit and we were able to sleep. We were thankful to arrive in one piece the next m
orning especially after a bus crashed 30 kilometers from Coche on the same route less than a month ago. Twenty-six of the passengers died. We woke up in the bus around 6:30 a.m. to see a beautiful sunrise and quite a view of Bolivia's countryside. We were spoiled by some friends of SAM who picked us up at the bus terminal and had eggs and bacon waiting for us at their house. Earl and Rosie Adams are a sweet Southern family who have recently moved to Bolivia and are working with the Quechua Indians. Their accent and love for the South were fun to discuss in conversation. Also, we met their landlord, G
eorge, who spent a half hour talking about his road trip from Toronto to Bolivia in the '80s. He has since married an Italian woman, had four daughters and settled back into Coche.
We enjoyed all that Coche had to offer -- the shops, cool weather, good restaurants and not to
mention the large Cristo that we climbed 1,500 stairs to see up close and personal. We also ran at the Alalay laguna right at sunset and were amazed at all of the colors in the sky.
We left Cochabamba Thursday morning for LaPaz. It was quite a bus ride, the first one where we were surrounded by "highlanders" who are so much different from "lowlanders." The lady sitting next to Elliott was sniffing rubbing alcohol and sleeping most of the trip. We're not sure if that was to help with the change in altitude or to pass out or what.
We got into LaPaz around 7:30 p.m. on Thursday and called some friends of SAM missionaries who live here. It worked out great, once again, we were offere
d a place to stay! So after eating a hearty dinner at Puerto Madero (Wooden Door) and flagging a taxi, we arrived at Glenn and Cathy Blumhurst' house (The Mansion) in Zona Sur (South Zone). We met them and chatted briefly last night. Glenn works for an urban development company based in DC and Cathy is the director of health at the US Embassy here. They are such nice people! Their house is gorgeous -- it's a mansion. The backyard backs into huge mountains and the from the front you see a panoramic view of LaPaz. The city of LaPaz is shaped like a bowl and is very unique. It's pretty remarkable. The family has two sweet maids and two large dogs. It's much colder here as the altitude is 13,500ft above sea level. The only signs of altitude sickness we have experienced were mild headaches last night and a little shortness of breath after walking uphill.
We enjoyed all that Coche had to offer -- the shops, cool weather, good restaurants and not to
We left Cochabamba Thursday morning for LaPaz. It was quite a bus ride, the first one where we were surrounded by "highlanders" who are so much different from "lowlanders." The lady sitting next to Elliott was sniffing rubbing alcohol and sleeping most of the trip. We're not sure if that was to help with the change in altitude or to pass out or what.
We got into LaPaz around 7:30 p.m. on Thursday and called some friends of SAM missionaries who live here. It worked out great, once again, we were offere
May 5
After touring, we made our way to the Witch's Market which sells souveneirs from this ar
ea as well as witchcraft junk.
We dined at Wagamama tonight and enjoyed the sushi that is made from Lake Titicaca's trout. It was tasty and met our standards as did the miso soup. We returned to the mansion for hot chocolate and a movie.
We dined at Wagamama tonight and enjoyed the sushi that is made from Lake Titicaca's trout. It was tasty and met our standards as did the miso soup. We returned to the mansion for hot chocolate and a movie.
Sunday, May 6
After spending hours in a coffee shop sipping hot chocolate and playing cards, we hung out at The Prado section of La Paz for most of the day. We peeped in book stores and enjoyed an Argentinian restaurant for dinner.
We were robed with the traditional wear -- me with a pack on my back to carry children, vegetables and wares, the men were robed with a hat and red pancho as the highland men use. We were all given cake and Coca-Cola to eat while the rest of the church congregation continued their first-of-the-month fast. It was a celebration to encourage and be encouraged. We hope to return and visit those churches.
Tuesday, May 8
Tuesday, May 8
CUZCO -- We made it to Peru after a 12-hour bus trip yesterday! It's amazing what a few quiet hours and a window filled with the gorgeous mountains of Peru will do for the soul.
Peru and Bolivia are definitely different ... besides the scenery, Peru is more expensive, the people a little colder and the tourism is huge. We forget that Bolivia has near nothing in the tourism sector and we were the only Americans that knew we were getting ripped off at times. Most Americans are pleasantly surprised at the low costs of travel in Peru whereas we saw Peru to cost a fortune.
Funny story -- I got off the bus from the City Tour dying to use the restroom and Elliott and Charles couldn't decide on a restaurant so finally I got desperate and we asked a guy in front of a nice restaurant if I could please use their restroom. He agreed and I darted for the ladies' room. I was trying to slip out of the restaurant without making much problem since it was a fine restaurant and I had only used the bathroom without actually eating there. However, when I reached to pull the door open, it wouldn't open. Then I tried pushing. Nothing. I stood confused for half a second before trying again when with my right hand I pulled the door handle and it came right off the door and into my hand. It was so embarrassing that I turned red, handed the door handle to the same man who allowed me to come in and then ran a block from the restaurant.
After finding another restaurant, Elliott tried the special -- a sampler of guinea pig, alpaca, and trout. The alpaca was better than expected, the guinea pig -- too dry to swallow. Although, the waiter took note of our dinner prayer and invited us to his church. He shared that he was a new believer and was very excited to see Evangelical tourists in town.
Tomorrow we see the Sacred Valley Tour and how the alpaca wool is spun into sweaters as well as more famous Inca ruins outside of the city.
Friday, May 11
Sunday, May 13
Tuesday, May 15
Vacation is coming to an end. We are back in La Paz and leave tonight. We are staying in the mansion again and enjoying a few days of rest and relaxion. The altitude seems to be affecting Charles more than me now that we ascended again to 13,000ft. The trip from La Paz via Copacabana was long and crowded. The bus was packed full of Bolivians, some drunk, some singing, some standing, some sleeping. The promised 6-hour ride turned into more than a 10-hour nightmare including bus changes, ferry rides and few stops for bathroom breaks. The one miracle was getting through the Peru-Bolivia border. We crossed within minutes unlike our other experiences. We bought a candybar at the border and the cheap price let us know we were back in Bolivia ... It is good to be back.
** See Bolivia/Peru Trip entry under Photo Gallery