Showing posts with label Bolivia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bolivia. Show all posts

23 May 2010

"I like it right here, but I cannot stay. I'll try, but you'll see, it's hard to explain"

After spending the most amazing four days travelling around the south-western part of Bolivia in a kickass 4x4 Landcrusier, I'm finding it hard to remember everything that we did and I'm finding it very difficult to remember what order it all happened in. So much happening in such a short time. In the middle of the tour I was even thinking 'How can one small part of one country have so much going on?'


We started our trip in a small town called Tupiza (which even had its own pizza place called Two Pizza!) with a company called Valle Hermosa and I'm so happy we found that company. We set out as two jeeps, 9 people, and we were so lucky that they were all young and fun! The hostel we had stayed in in Tupiza had a group setting out and they were two old boring couples. Phew! on our first day we drove through some amazing landscape, circling around mountains, spotting llamas and even an ostrich!! Our first night we stayed in a tiny village made of mud. And with one small solar panal on the roof of our room we only had enough energy to light the one lightblub in our room for a few hours.


We woke the next morning at four and since our light bulb was dead we got ready in the dark and set off again. Our first stop was a ghost town, abandoned when disease broke out. They say the devil lives there now. It was a very creepy place but the cold got to me and I had to jump back into the jeep and wait for the others! As the sun rose we were again navigating around monsterous hills and climbing up to the snow. Our jeep got suck in a frozen river and the other had to pull us out! Day two continued onto our jeep passing huge rocks that had been spat our of volcanoes thousands of years ago and were now landed all around us, we entered the National Park and passed the Dali landscape (a nickname given to the landscape which influenced the painters style), we had a pre-lunch relaxation in the hot springs, we passed lagoons of bright blue, of green and of pink and white, we covered our mouths from the egg smelling, bubbling geysers and we watched gorgeous flamingos relax as the sun went down. And more llamas! Our second night had a better supply of electricty but we had no running water AKA flushing our toilets with a bucket of water. Fun!


On day three we got the luxury of waking up at 5:30 and our first stop brought the old geology nerd out of me. We stopped to look at a rock tree (rock that looks like a tree!), but we were surrounded by lots of surreal looking rocks formed through wind erosion. Our second, but not the last, experience of jeep failure happened when our jeep wouldn't start and as other tours arrived at the rock tree they seemed to find our jeep a better photographic opportunity than the gorgeous landscape we were surrounded by! After we got going again, things didn't last long. We struggled up a large sandy hill and as we neared the top the truck just gave up. The men worked on it for about an hour while I sat in the heat of the other jeep. After successfully fixing...whatever was wrong... we headed for more gorgeous lagoons that were finged with ice, watched more flamingos, peered up at a smoking volcano, crossed railway tracks that disappeared into the nothing, and throw in a flat tyre for good measure, our final destination was an amazing salt hostel on the edge of the Salar de Uyuni. Everything was made of salt, beds, tables, bar, walls, lighting fixture etc. It was unreal. And even though it felt like we were surrounded by ice we were nice and toasty. Here we enjoyed some whiskey and played cards till they turned the lights out at 10:30 and we had to find our way to our rooms in the dark.


Day Four was Salt Flats day, the thing I'd been looking forward to most when daydreaming about South America from my bedroom in Ireland, but after the previous three days and all we saw I was a bit sceptical of if they could impress me. But I didn't need to worry. As we drove away from normal land the sun rose and we got the full impact of being surrounded by nothing but white. The mountains which edged the huge salt field seemed to float because of the mirage. Our first stop was a large island in the middle of the flats, where we had breakfast in the freeeeezing cold and then got to climb the island which was covered in cacti. After the gorgeous views from the top of the island we drove farther into the white nothingness and it was time for the funny photos. They are a lot harder to capture than they look. Had great fun trying. There were lots of holes in the salt with rivers underneath and our guide plunged his hand into a particularlly big hole and pulled out gorgeous pink, white and black salt crystals.


The place was amazing. The whole four days were just amazing. It's kind of hard to put it all into words but I tried. I even found it impossible to get it down in my own diary. The photos tell a better story.

16 May 2010

Bolivia Beginings

Greetings from Bolivia. Been here over two weeks now and there is so little internet here I can't upload my photos and can barely update this blog. When I say no internet I just mean in our hostels and free around the place. And its unbelievably slooooow when I do get internet so it's all a bit hit and miss and fingers crossed!

But getting over that I've been having a ball in Bolivia. Visited three cities so far. After crossing the border from Corumbá, Brazil to Quijarro, Bolivia we got the 'death train' to Santa Cruz. This is an unbelievably bumpy 18 hour trip where every so often there was such a loud and huge jolt on the tracks I thought we were being derailed. But we survived and enjoyed a few days wandering the streets of Santa Cruz. Our hostel even had a surprise pet, a gorgeous toucan, a bird we were stuggling to spot in the Pantanal. He was fiesty, ripping the place apart and pecking at our fingers and toes but he was great. We didn't find a huge amount to do in Santa Cruz but we relaxed and enjoyed the architecture and everyone elses relaxed state.


Next we headed to Sucre and after only planning two days here we ended up spending five, we got completely sucked in. It was a lovely, small place with pretty buildings, great food and great night life. Our hostel, even though it was a little falling down was great to meet people and everyone was so friendly. In Sucre we visited the largest site of dinosaur footprints in the world and the cheesy jurassic park style museum that accompanied it and we visited the museum of indigenous art where we learned all about the Bolivian weaving and how the government are trying to revive it. Watched two women in full costume recreating the ancient art of the weaving while texing each other when they thought no one was looking! hehe.




I'm now currently in a town called Potosi, and at 4,070 metres above sea level, I'm in the highest town in the world. There is really only one thing to do in Potosi and that's visiting the silver mines that are hidden inside the big mountain over looking the town. From our hostel we headed out on a tour to explore one of the mines. We left early in the morning wrapped up from the freezing cold but were told it would be roasting down in the mines. Eek! We all doned our gorgeous miners outfits and headed off. Because these are working mines, we had to buy presents for the miners that we would be annoying with our existance in the mine, so we bought them the usual... dynamite. We got ourselves some too just for good measure. Inside the mine was a pretty scary place. When we were able to walk we mostly had to crouch as the ceilings were quite low but at certain points we had to get down on all fours and crawl from place to place. Add to this no oxegen, lots of dust and only the light on your head, it was a pretty scary experience. At one point our guide made us run after a mine cart, full speed through the mine shaft and I thought I was going to die! We chewed on coca levels to help with the altitude and the dust! After crawling back up the mines we watched our dynamite blow up in a field. Glad to be outta there, can't believe people work there 6 days a week for 35 years!



  

Heading for Tupiza now and then onto the salt flat. We'll be in La Paz at the end of the month celebrating Brians 25th birthday if anyone wants to join us :) x