The beds in Loki hostel are possible the comfortablist we've had in south America. The widest too so a lay in was inevitable. When we finally do get out of bed we go downstairs to find out breakfast is awful, nothing more than a stale bread roll. During the day we don't really do much apart from watch some football and wait mooch around town. It's all about the evening at loki's 5 anniversary party. The day drags waiting for the party but we get thru it and the evening finally arrives. The pre drinking starts in the room which by this time is a complete Israeli room apart from us. They have the usual annoying rude traits but like drum and bass and have big iPod speakers so we get thru it. By about 10 the Bacardi's done it's job and we head down to the bar to dance the night away. It's only the next morning that whilst ordering a hair of the dog to try and lift me out of Bacardi death that the bar lady explains to me that I was on fire last night.. Erm? Huh? Yea you were challenging everyone to dance off. And although I can't remember this I can't deny it as it is something that I would defiantly do when drunk. I take the beers back to the pool table where dice is with a little paranoia about who exactly I'd danced off? Anyways the beers don't go down that well and I also discover that I think I'm coming down with a cold. Now feeling like the godfather of barcardi death we decide to head down stairs and go to the Bolivian wrestling. Every minute that passes the cold and hangover catch up and by the time I get on the bus to wrestling, where I don't get a seat, I'm ready to crawl up in a ball and die. The wrestling is actually quite entertaining once we get there and quite funny but I just can't get out of the foul unsociable mood and all I want is my bed. I make sure I get a seat for the bus back and prey for my bed. Once back I head straight upstairs and hit the hay. s***ty end to a good weekend but we get to come back to La Paz so not all is lost. The following morning I feel a lot better, not perfect but not shivering. We hang around the hostel watching man utd v fulham before heading to get our bus for about 7pm to sucre to start our hop on hop off adventure.