Went to town with some new auzzies and jo, we heard about the wrestling cholitas an got a ticket to go, its every sunday. The bolivian women dressed in traditional clothes wrestle like sumo's. Sounds funny. Passed the indoor market on our way to the massive outdoor market. Had a Banana juice to take away, they pour it into a plastic bag and put a straw in it. Needed a bank to pay for the cholitas, again no dosh anywhere... Spent the rest of the day walking round town looking for atm's. when i did finally get money i had to get back to the hostel as they were picking us up for the wrestling
. So much for sunday market and musea... Back at the hostel went on the internet for a while to check out the pampas and jungle tours. They both sound good, but i'm going for the Madidi jungle!! Cant wait. Bus arrived to pick us up for the wrestling. It was freezing cold there and bloody hilarious, at least for 30min. After that it was just too cold and not that interesting. They did rounds for about three hours. Weird how the bolivians were so into it, like as if it was real. The first guys were really fake, but the women were great, tossing each other in the air with their skirts on, pulling each others hair, smacking each others bums... Very special. Got back to the hostel and ordered the most delicious irish stew to warm up again, and a gin tonic! Jo and hanneke were back from death road and loved it! The pub quiz started and i was in the group of english guys, we did very well on the questions but the drinking games in between got so many points that the quiz questions werent really relevant. Gained some extra points on the limbo by doing it in my bra which was the highlight of some peoples night.. Won a tshirt and a load of alcohol and headed for bed. Again the rest were heading for route 36, crazy. And they are complaining that there are probably some bad chemicals in the drugs that keep them awake all night and make them feel terrible the next day, but still they keep going back.. I asked if it wasnt dangerous to get caught, the police must know about the place.. Apparently the owners just pay the police to stay away and keep it a safe gringo drug house. No bolivians allowed in..
Bed at 4:30 after party in town. Woke up at 6:50 and didnt get to sleep again. People were coming in from parties and others getting ready for death road and other travels. Went for a shower but it was freezing. They turned the temperature up. At 8am the breakfast started and after went for a what the recetion calls hot shower. It was still cold, a little bit better. I couldnt wash my hair.. No pressure neither..