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Early morning, I simply couldn’t fall asleep again after the snoring guy had messed up my night. But I just waited for 2 hours in my bed, it was just too early to get up. So I got up around 5 o’clock, and hung around one of the hostels internet computers, until it was time to go. That time came, and I had the hostel call me a proper taxi, which took me fairly cheaply to the airport, where I checked in, and then realised that it was possible to have my bag wrapped in plastic (it is a company which supposedly pays the luggage handlers around the world, and then bags wrapped in the plastic gets better treatment, and won’t get robbed. In reality I think, it is simply a different, since if the plastic is broken, there is very strong proof that it has been opened by a luggage handler), so I got my bag back, and went to have it wrapped, since I had 2 connecting flights, and I would prefer to get my possesions.

So I boarded my first plane from La Paz (Bolivia) to Lima (Peru), where I hardly had any time before my next plane to San Jose (Costa Rica), where I had 5,5 hours before my next flight, so I strolled around the airport, hung about the internet for a short while, ate a Schlotzky sandwich, which is a wonderful thing, those taste fantastic, and as well I bought a cinnamon roll, but something that the Danes have perfected, have been completely messed up by the Americans. It is a lot taller, soggier and the icing stays liquid and has a vanilla taste, it was almost repulsive, so sweet it was.

Waiting for the flight to Habana, I fell in conversation with an Aussie girl called Lisa, she was stunned that I wasn’t wearing a jumper, as the air condition in the airport, was cranked to the max. We sat far from each other in the plane, but had agreed to meet on the other side, and share a taxi to the city, as our casa particulares (sort of like a bed and breakfast) were close. On the other side, immigration was burning fast, and my bag was out immediately (with the plastic unbroken). But I had arrived from Bolivia, drug country of drug countries, so I was asked a lot of questions about my background, as well as  my future plans, and my rucksack and shoulderbag got a thorough search for drugs, once I had been cleared, Lisa and I left and took a taxi, 28 CUC (pesos convertibles, it is worth slightly more then a dollar) for the total trip, which took about 40 minutes. But my casa particular was closed for the night, and so was Lisa’s. But luckily the driver knew a place (they always do, don’t they?), where we went and slept for the night.

I woke early, followed by Jimmy a bit later, we went for breakfast the same place as the previous day, and were just as pleasantly surprised with the food. Afterwards Jimmy tried to get some more information about his trip to Puno, as the bus driver in Peru were on strike. He ended up agreeing with 2 Brits, to take a taxi to the border (sharing the cost), and then chancing it from there. I meanwhile was going back to La Paz, and here ends my travels with Jimmy.

I don’t think any of us wanted to say goodbye, but that was the way it was, I packed my rucksack, and went to grab my bus back to La Paz. Next to me on the bus, was an Argentinian (from Buenos Aires), whom I talked with for a good deal of the trip (in Spanish), until settling down with Wild Swans; I must say that lately I have really felt blessed with the books I have been reading.

The trip took 4 hours like last time, and dropped me off about 10 meters away from where I left for Copacabana. I went back to the Wild Rover to stay, one of my favourite hostels in South America, and went to a netcafe, hoping to reach my parents on skype, which I did. But on this day in La Paz, the internet was so miserable (it changes from day to day), that conversation was very hard, so it was very short with my mother, and horribly difficult with my father.

On this my last evening in South America (surprise!), I was alone, as I have often been. But normally in those situations, I would eat even cheaper than usual, and cooking isn’t possible at Wild Rover (in fact, it’s difficult in Bolivia, no supermarkets), but seeing as it was my last evening, I went to a nice place that I have been before (Mongo’s), and had a llama steak (to commemorate South America) with potatoes and gratin brocoli, with dying for.

Back at the hostel, I decided to go fairly early to bed, I had to get up at 6 to go to the airport, but sleeping proved hard. I didn’t mind the music from the bar, but inconsiderate people, who kept turning the light on and off, making a lot of noise and shouting, instead of talking. During the night, one person woke everyone else up, with snoring that reminded me more of a glacier calving, then a human being. It became such a problem, that the person in the bunk above me, woke him up, telling him “I’m sorry, but none of us can sleep, when you snore so loudly”.

As I am going to Cuba, internet will be scarce, and I certainly won’t be updating every day, although I do hope I will be able to once in a while. Also I will only be spending two weeks there, which I have discovered isn’t nearly enough, and I really should have planned some more time there, although I am not sure, where I could have taken it from.

Here is Gilbert, he will be my travel partner while I am in South America, and for that reason, he will feature on some of my pictures.

From my father I received the EOS Digital Rebel XTi as my graduation present, but it came with battery grip, an 18-55mm lens and a 55-200 mm lens, as well as the standard equipment. I am so thrilled about it, and if you click my photos tab in the top, and look at the set entitled Denmark, you can see the (good) pictures I have taken so far. And if you can, please go to the flicker page and view them and leave a comment (if you are a member).

And if you think I am going to be using it when I am going to Florida for 1 week, England for 2½ weeks and Australia for 3 weeks… You are extremely right :D

Linkage: Canon EOS 400D Double Zoom Kit

Thank you

So it has been more than a month… Never would have guessed.

But in little more than a week (the sunday on which week 9 ends) Jens am getting a new computer.

His sister who is travelling to Denmark in week 9, is bringing it back to him. No more computer that doesn`t work :D.

But as is obvious Jens´s vacation (week 9) is closing in on him, and he just cant wait; “I am simply just so tired with school that it is unbelievable” he has been known to say.

Other then that, he suggest that anyone who might read this to get a hold of a cd by I`m From Barcelona called Let Me Introduce My Friends.