My Journey Round The World

After spending a really nice weekend in Tarija, thanks to Luis: staying at his place was a bit like beeing home! Market on Saturday morning, cooking at home, nice chat, palm reading ,  having a long morning sleep without worrying about the check out…  I guess I was missing a bit the routine… :) I head to Villa Montes on Sunday night, 9 hours bus, arriving there at 3:30 am, in the middle of nowhere… Luckily I slept the all way – but still…

At the bus station I had a nice chat with a lady wondering from where I was coming from and asking me how much I weighed when I left home and how much I weigh now… No idea! But I don’t think I lost weight regarding all the food I try… as well as the difficulty I have to fit in most of my trousers now…

Villa Montes… the hottest city in Bolivia! Even at 3:30am it was already hot! Ariane, I didn’t even notice the coldest moment of the day 30mn after the sun rise! Unfortunately I missed the bus to Asunción – Paraguay at 2am everyday… Or I could maybe have get it if only I asked where and when it was possible to catch it as soon as I arrived… I guess I was too tired to even think about it! So rule number 2 – number one is to be carefull with time and place in order to don’t miss a flight! – don’t be shy – yes I can be! - and always ask when you don’t know! You might save time!!! So I finaly found out the place where to buy the ticket – on the main road 2 blocks up the bus station… - but had to wait more than 2 hours before beeing able to get it… Eduardo, the young guy from Paragay, sales representative of the travel agency, brought me then to the casa de los viajeros – shaddy place but where I could have a sleep and later on a shower waiting for my 2am bus the next day. Difficult to understand them when they say you can travel madrugada it mean the next day for you and today for them…

After a good nap, I went to the city center, trying to find a postcard and send my new year wishes to my dear colleague in Aachen… Well, you’ll receive it pretty late… – they said to me 1 month! – and the postcard isn’t exactly the one I was looking for… Sorry! At the postoffice I met Gabriel, studying English and French in Tarija We had a nice chat in Spanish – si, si – before his brother drive me to the backery to prepare my travel for the next day…