Say yes to another excess!
Trip Start Apr 23, 2012
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I then headed out for the necessities: a bottle of vino tinto to set me up for our weekend in La Paz. I got talking to a guy from England and after a few glasses of wine together we drink some strange alcohol from the witches market on the way to The Wild Rover, a big chain hostel which as expected is full of gringos but it seems to be the starting point for a night out in La Paz
At Wild Rover a girl suggested we go to this Underground Club, and eager to see the 'real' La Paz we headed there for the night... Apparently there was some German DJ playing, couldn't tell you who as La Paz had already got to me by that point. In the morning Katie told me I was having a very intense conversation in Spanish with some local Bolivians, this is impressive in itself considering I have only a very basic conversational level, but to hear I was talking about Scottish Independence?!? I can barely talk about it in English; why would that be the first thing I wanted to chat about in a club?
Anyway, we decided it was time to go home when the sun came up and after some English guys threw all etiquette out the window by grabbing our cab, we managed to get a taxi. Taxi drivers in La Paz seem to have no idea where things are: we drove around for at least an hour while Katie jumped out at certain points to ask strangers on the street directions, luckily one time she came back with beer and wine to set us up for the rest of the day
We grew quite attached to our ugly little hostel room and the next few days pretty much consisted of us buying the hostel out of wine and playing Yaniv (an Israeli card game) to 1000, totally unheard of!
We managed a few excursions into the city, slowly of course because of our delicate state. One of the biggest attractions in La Paz is the Witches Market: a street where you can buy anything from dried llama fetuses, hallucinogenics, to potions for all sorts (I did look for a baldness cure Stevie, but alas to no avail). We also managed a visit to the coca museum, where we were handed this MASSIVE textbook of information that went with the displays, I am totally clued up about coca leaves, cocaine and coca cola now. Coca cola is the only American company that's allowed to purchase coca leaves because they've been using it in their recepies for so long, otherwise in America coca leaves mean cocaine.
Not about to let La Paz ruin our budget plans anymore me and Katie packed up, said our goodbyes to Steve and went to catch a bus to Cochabamba...