‘What went wrong?” is a question I get asked a lot and my answer is usually, “Well, er, nothing really”. Nothing really did go wrong. I got robbed but it was fairly uneventful, I got ill at various points, I had three weeks of fairly questionable digestion. Nothing too awful. View Post
I am currently on my way from San Pedro in Chile to La Serena, a town a 20 hour bus ride down the coast. I’m extremely distracted because I keep thinking the man is bringing round a snack. Rumour has it, we may get empanadas but I’ll keep you updated. If you want to hear about our few days in La Paz, the most dangerous city in Bolivia, read on.
After a fairly painful night bus from La Paz to Uyuni, where we were thrown off the bus seemingly in the middle of a desert town at 5.30am, the last thing we wanted to do was book a salt flats tour there and then. But, as the people trying to sell tours were so persistent and had clearly woken up early for our benefit, we thought we may aswell have a look around, and we were lured by the charming man telling us he had coffee, wifi and a shower in his office (all lies FYI).
We had great plans for Valentine’s Day this year, which was to be spent in Cusco. Unfortunately, it wasn’t to be.
As opposed to last year where I spent the whole day in bed hungover, this year saw Matt in bed all day vomiting due to altitude sickness. I know, #couplegoals.
Unfortunately, the height of Cusco has got to us, and it’s probably not a good idea to have lunch out, followed by a chocolate making workshop when Matt can’t get out of bed, and I can get out of bed but feel like I’m going to have an asthma attack everytime I do.