La Paz to me, in my own words is a VORTEX!! Its that plain and simple. I dont know how many days I spent there, but it was one too many if my liver and body had anything to say about it. I had some great times though, 'socialising' as you do. It was even the place where my latest catchphrase was coined, "NO WAY". There was even one night where the catchphrase was the only sound that could be heard in the bar at Wild Rover, a inebriated Scott Bowley just yelling i...

Due to us booking late, we couldnt get on the same fight as the rest of the gang, so myself, Shane and Emma leave the Wild Rover a little bit later in the morning and head to ther airport. At this stage, the gang should already be in the jungle from their earlier flight, so we have to make some time up. The traffic was crazy at that earlier stage of the morning but knowing how they drive in South America, the driver manages to get us to the airport on time. The w...

Boom, we land in La Paz around 6am, with Vegard beside on the bus, "how was the trip?" Easy on there tiger, it was just half a valium! The city is just waking as we get a taxi to the hostel that we had booked for the next few days caleled Loki, an Isreali owned hostel, known throughout South America for its notorious parties. Mike and Vegard are with me and we all manage to get into the same 6 bed dorm after hanging around for much of the morning, waiting for the...

It was now time to leave Argentina. I had spent a glorious four weeks there, seen many things but the cost of it, especially in Buenos Aires had me worried about how much I was spending so it was time to leave and head north across the border and into Bolivia, the one place where it is near impossible to spend your hard earned cash. I left Salta early in the morning catching the bus with a company called Flecha to La Quica, the small frontier town on theArgentin...