Well I´m pretty sure I left it when I´d broken our camera up at the geysers due to having mittens on in about -4 at 5000m and it being about 6 in the morning so I wasn`t awake yet.
Luckily from their we were just travelling all day and all night to get to La Paz, Bolivias largest city, set in a bowl up at 3,600m. The first 7 hours we spent in jeeps with the lovely thought of hot showers and pizza waiting for us before getting a night train, however when we got their it turned in to panic and our tour guide (who is paid to be here for exactly these types of problems) just stood their crying - very helpful! In ironic Bolivian fashion - everything is slow and takes twice the time it should - the train had decided to leave 4 hours early and their wasn`t another one til monday! however after the panic she did manage to organise a bus and we just had to leg it with no showers or food straight on to another alnighter.
We arrived in La Paz in one piece, which your always greatful for out here and got to our hotel which was really nice, had a good breakfast and started wondering what to do with the day. Some of the guys had heard about San Pedro Prision, (of Marching Powder fame) and that you can bribe the guards to have a look round; as it operates as an independent town inside and the inmates work to rent or buy cells and to be able to move their families in with them. Chris went along with one of the other lads, with plently of Bolivians for the guide and smokes for the inmate/tour guides once inside, as they set it all up that you´re going to visit a "friend". They got in and described it as bizarre as it is a tiny town just happens to be inside a prision, they have shops, gym, showers and a yard and one of the more famous inmates has even turned part of his ´house´in to a bar!
Day 2 in La Paz and we´re all booked in for a 7am pick up ready to do the Bolivian claimed "most dangerous road in the world" as a downhill freefall on mountain bikes! They took over 300 photos of us on the way down so I´ve tried to reduce it down but you may still get a little bored with the photos!
It was amazing but also scary I spent most of my time at the back with another girl Alex gripping on tightly and telling myself I´m sure I´ve skied worst but I´m not sure I have as you don`t get nutter Bolivian drivers coming up ski slopes at you! Chris said it was his second best day (after the Boca Juniors game) and he hurttled down as fast as he could so I barely saw his dust! It was such an achievement though when you get to the bottom and suddenly from being up in the barren peaks with no air your in lush humid rainforest again! amazing the difference altitude makes.
We were all knackered after that but La Paz does like to party so we spent our last 2 days together as a group, chilling out, eatting and drinking and finally finding a bar that plays more than samba and salsa music! Its sad to see the group going its separate ways but loads of great memories.
Chris and I also managed to navigate our way round the black market to buy a new camera, which has loads more gadgets than the old one so maybe it was a blessing in disguse that I broke that one!