The Train of Death!
Trip Start
Jun 27, 2004
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Trip End
Sep 22, 2004
They call it the train of death because it will apparently bore you to death.
But after an afternoon of tequila slammers and beer to celebrate Kat's A-Level success, 4 of us set out from Santa Cruz to Puerto Suárez, on the border with Brazil. The alcohol enabled us to sleep reasonably well!
It may have been a first class train but it was a real bone shaker. The 13 hours or so needed to travel 650km were necessary because any faster and we would have been a derailment statistic!
At 8.30 am we arrived at the train station and hopped into a taxi.
But after an afternoon of tequila slammers and beer to celebrate Kat's A-Level success, 4 of us set out from Santa Cruz to Puerto Suárez, on the border with Brazil. The alcohol enabled us to sleep reasonably well!
It may have been a first class train but it was a real bone shaker. The 13 hours or so needed to travel 650km were necessary because any faster and we would have been a derailment statistic!
At 8.30 am we arrived at the train station and hopped into a taxi.


