La Paz; city of visits

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.