Los Yungas, La Paz & Copacabana on Lake Titicaca

This was the view from the balcony of our private cabaña in Los Yungas.

After Coroico, we went to La Paz. A family friend of ours, Nilda, is from Bolivia, and when we told her we were going, she insisted we stay with her family. Since we were going to La Paz, we stayed with her neice, Lourdes, her son Sebastian, and her husband, Dr. Boris Sandy. They were incredibly hospitable, and we had a great time with them. La Paz is the highest capital city in the world, and you are frequently tired and out of breath. I wasn´t too bothered by the altitude, but Emily was. So we took it fairly easy, and we went to the Coca museum, as well as did a bunch of shopping.

La Paz is a very interesting city, as it is basically a giant bowl. The canyon is surrounded by mountains and ridges, but that makes it easy to find your way around once you recognize the surrounding mountains. On our last night there (Friday) we went out with Lourdes and Boris. I must admit going out to bars & clubs in Bolivia is waaaay more exciting than Canada. We started by going to a bar briefly at 11:45 for a short while, before proceeding to one of the city´s premiere nightclubs in a the prosperous Zona Sur neighbourhood.

Boris knew the staff there, so he had called ahead and reserved us a table, and ordered bottle service. We had a bottle of Johnny Walker, and the live music started around 1:00. It was a 7 or 8 piece band, and they mostly played Cumbia, which is a type of South American music I had started listening to before we came here, and to which I will be listening even more when I get back. We were dancing on the chairs, (which is perfectly acceptable), and the clubs generally stay open until a little after 4 am. Emily and I left around 3 because she was feeling ill (she wasn´t drinking, it was only the altitude). Needless to say, I will be seeking out some similiar nightlife in Toronto in September.

We are now staying in a beautifully located hotel right on the shore of Lake Titicaca. The altitude here is even higher than La Paz, and this will be the highest altitude we experience on the trip. It makes you feel pathetically out of shape, as even walking up a tiny hill makes one comepletely our of breath. You feel short of breath a lot of the time, even when sitting still. However, the Lake is beautiful, clear, and surrounded by mountains, some of them being very large peaks of the Andes.

We have done a little hiking around the town, and today we took a (long) boat to Isla del Sol, which has numerous Inca ruins. It was beautiful and rugged, although this is the most touristy place in Bolivia, which we find somewhat irritating. We have one more full day in Bolivia, and we don´t want to leave. Every other traveller we have talked to who has come from Peru states how much better Bolivia is. We have not left ourselves much time in Peru, just enough to see Macchu Picchu and then head to Lima, where we depart.

We are both sad that our time in Bolivia is coming to an end, and we are both looking forward to visiting Macchu Picchu. Nonetheless, we are excited about coming home. There are a few things we are excited about (other than seeing family and friends, of course): showers with lots of water pressure, being able to brush our teeth with tap water (as opposed to bottled water), and homecooked meals. I am excited about listening to LOTS of music, especially loudly with a lot of bass, and driving my car.

Our Volunteer Week in Cochabamba

Hola,

Our week volunteering proved to be quite interesting. Not necessarily the volunteeraspect of it, but other parts. The Saturday after the homestay we moved to our hostal,Buenos Aries. The first few nights of our stay we´re descent. It is a hostal afterall, so it was not as nice as a hotel would be.

When we got back from volunteering on Tuesday. We were all dirty from painting and reallyin need of a shower. I told Caleb he could shower first since he is a much dirtier personthan me. About 1 minute after he went into the washroom to shower he came out, and informedme that there was not water. Shocked as I was, I didn´t quite believe him, so I decided tosee for myself, and yes, in fact he was right, there was no water. So we made our way downto the reception desk to tell them about our situation, and they told us that there shouldbe water in the next 2 to 3 hours, and if not then we should for sure have it in themorning. Haha, well you can just imagine how impressed we were with this predicament we found ourselves in. So we went on our way to phone Tyson and Carolina, just to let them knowabout our situation. They were quite shocked, because in the two weeks that the Elevation team was down and staying at that same hostal they never experience such problems.

Well, after the phone call we headed out for dinner, since there wasn´t going to be waterfor us to shower for at least another couple hours. We dined out at a wonderful Irish pub called Na Cunna, run by a friend of Tyson and Carolina´s. We had an amazing dinner there, and on our walk back we discussed what we were going to do if there wasn´t water, but alsothought that maybe we should not worry about that until we knew for sure. Well, we got backand went up to our room to shower, and would you believe it, there was NO WATER!!!

At this point we were pretty annoyed with this hostal. Not just because of the water situation,but also because of the paper thin walls. I forgot to mention that the night before neitherof us slept well because our neighbour to the right left his TV on full volume the ENTIRE night. We´re not sure if he slept, and if so how he slept because Caleb could understandthe Spanish television shows, even with his blankets pulled over his head. Anyway, not to worrywe did manage to clean ourselves up before we went to bed, with a 2L bottle of water...yes, notthe greatest experience!

Early the next morning we get up to see if the water is running. And what do you know, it is. Butthe water is not the most pleasant colour. It´s more of a yellowish colour. This of course weexpected since the water lines had clearly run dry. We went on our way that morning off to volunteer and got a call from Carolina, offering for us to stay with them for our last couple nights, since we had had such a bad stay at the hostal. We graciously took her and Tyson up on their offer. So our last couple days in Cochabamba we spent with them.

Despite the challenging time we had with our stay this week, we did have a great time volunteering at the orphanage and painting. We got a lot done and only ended up painting 3 days, when we thought we would be painting for 5! I guess you could say that we´re pretty amazing and that´s why we finished so quickly. Oh yeah, but did I mention that we were painting with a professional painter? That may have had something to do with us getting done so quickly...just maybe! ANyway, that was a great experience. While we didn´t really get to know the kids in the orphanage we did get a lot of children coming up to us asking us if we were painting. It was pretty cute. The one day when I was painting I made a friend. He just sat there and watched as I painted. It was pretty great. Unfortunately my Spanish was and still is not as good as I would have hoped it would be, and I could not converse much with this child. I was able to ask him his name and how old he was though!

Since we only painted for 3 of the 5 days we thought we would be painting, we spent our time on Friday going to visit the orphanage that Tyson and Carolina work with. THey have a very nice home set up for the girls who live there. We met a number of the girls, who were very excited to meet us, and when they realized we had a camera they went a little camera happy, kind of like my dear friends at home!!! Needless to say, we have a great collection of photos of us with the girls, that we will definitely share when we´re back.

Being our last night in Cochabamba, Tyson and Carolina took us out (with the kids) for dinner at GLOBOS, which is a restaurant chain in Cochabamba that is known for its spectacular sundaes, and not its speedy service! It was a great experience, and definitely a good business idea for someone in Canada. What could be better than a ice cream parlour that sells a multitude of different sundaes? Some sundaes even came with alcohol in them. It´s brilliant!

After dinner it was back to Tyson and Carolina´s to pack for the bus we needed to catch to La Paz at 10:00PM.

Stay tuned to hear about our many more adventures!
Emily

Coroico, Los Yungas

I was posting 2 photos, but this stupid connection screwed up after a LOOONG wait. I am quite frustrated, but I will get some pics up here once I get back to La Paz.

Since the town (Coroico) is perched on the shoulder of a mountain, the views anywhere here are stunning. We walk around a lot, and have gone on two incredible hikes, one which took a day, where we hiked down to a river and went swimming. This hike involved a BIG descent and ascent, two and a half hours down and three and a half hours back. The whole way back we were followed by a friendly dog, who served as our tour guide. We walked through dry brush areas and jungle, and we passed many fields of bananas, oranges, coffee, coca, and several other tropical fruits.

The second hike we took was to a set of waterfalls, but thankfully it followed a very high mountain path, which meant that the walk was pretty flat, although you had to be very careful where you stepped because the slope ranged from being steep, to sheer drops beside us. We passed through a much drier area, which was primarily scrub, and we walked past and through many coca fields. At one point we were walking through a coca field, and we thought we had lost the path. However, as soon as we started backtracking a friendly, old cocalera (female coca farmer) told us we were going in the right direction. The waterfalls were not as nice a destination as the river, as we could not swim because the waterfalls were dammed and used as a source of drinking water for nearby mountain villages. However, they were surrounded by cool, damp jungle which offered a pleasant respite from the hot walk.

We have been relaxing our aching legs today, and we will be heading back to La Paz tomorrow, where we will be for a few days before heading to Copacabana, on Lake Titicaca.

Arrival in Los Yungas

Last night we had a rapid (& somewhat nervewracking) experience getting our bus from Cochabamba to La Paz, but it worked out and the bus was a semi cama, which meant that the seats reclined almost all the way back, so we were able to catch a little sleep during the drive.

We arrived at the La Paz terminal at 5:30, and took a cab around 6:30 to Villa Fatima, the neighbourhood where the buses leave for Coroico. We caught a micro (bus), and our seats were right in the front, which made for breathtaking views. The government built road has now opened, and so we did not have to take the world´s most dangerous road. I can´t really describe the trip, pictures don´t even do it justice. The road begins by going higher than La Paz (which is at 12 000 ft). The landscape is the huge mountains of the Cordillera Real range in the Andes, and it drops more than 3 000 metres in less than 80 kilometres.

Coroico has a semi-tropical climate, and I believe it is classified as a cloud forest. The jungle flora and fauna are beautiful, just as Emily and I went for a walk this afternoon we saw three large, multicolored parrots sitting by the pool. We have decided we will be staying in Coroico for five days, as there is plenty of hiking, swimming, and exploring to do here. Right now were are in a fairly impressive hostel with a gorgeous location overlooking a huge canyon/valley, but tomorrow we will be moving to a hostel on the other side of the mountain ridge, where we will have a private cabana. I have been a taking pictures almost obsessively here, but I´m not posting any today because the internet connection is slow.

Pictures & more description of our time in Cochabamba

Hola!!!

Ok, so yes, we do know that it´s been a while since we´ve update the blog, but we´ve been super busy lately and just haven´t had the time. Since the last post we´ve been having an amazing time here. We spent our week at the language school, Escuela Runawasi, during this time we stayed with a Bolivia family in Juan XXIII (see picture), that was the name of the neighbourhood the school was in as well. This was probably the best decision we made staying with the family because we got to eat traditional Bolivian food every day.

Our family consisted of an older couple (Vita and Renee). They lived on their own, but their granddaughter, Melanie, was visiting from La Paz and we shared a few meals with her and her mom too! The interesting thing about this family is they did not speak ANY English. SO...we had to really make use of the Spanish we were learning that we at the school. Caleb saved me on a number of occasions, especially the time when Vita was trying to tell us what we were eating and I did not quite understand what was happening. Caleb then turns to me and tells me that we´re eating Sheep. Yep, that´s right, Sheep, not lamb, but sheep. Apparently lamb is really good, Caleb was shocked to hear that I´ve never had lamb before, but yeah, sheep, is not so good. It´s a very tough meat. Now both of us can say we´ve tried it, and we´ll never have it again (if we can help it)!.

We took a number of pictures while we were at the homestay. Vita and Renee had a great property, while it seemed small at first I came to realize that it was just the layout that made it seem smaller. Caleb and I had a room at the back of their courtyard (see picture). We had to walk across the courtyard if we needed to use the bathroom, which on the cold nights (every night) it was a pain to do. I think if I could name one thing Caleb fell in love with while we were at Vita and Renee it would have to be el perro (the dog). While the dog was cute, I did not fall so in love with him, because the concept of cleaning your dog is not one that they seemed to be accustomed to. So needless to say, el perro (Nicholas) was VERY dirty. I made sure Caleb washed his hands after each timehe pet el perro.

As for the school. Well, it turned out to be a great experience. We were told on the first day that they like to switch our teachers every day for us, but if there happens to be one that we particularly liked then we could request to have them. Was I ever thankful for that! My first day of language school was not all I had hoped it would be. Mi professora made the assumption that I knew some Spanish, and she made an even bigger assumption that I was fluent in French. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Yeah right!

ANyway, if that was not bad enough, then we started to have a discussion about religion and she asked what religion I was, wantingto know whether or not I was Catholic, Pentecostal, Lutheran, etc... Since I´ve been attending Erb Street Mennonite for a year now I decided to say that I was Mennonite. Well was that not the wrong answer. She was shocked that I as a Mennonite would be coming to her as a Catholic for language lessons. I later learned that her understanding of Mennonites is a little bit off, at least with regards to the type of Mennonite I was describing to her. Anyway, I think I was able to get her to understand that I was in fact a really great person who was giving and wanted to learn from her, but needless to say, I did not wish to have her as my teacher for the rest of the week. She was just a bit too strong willed for me.

So the next day I got a new professora, her name was Ingrid, and she was lovely. Most of the professoras at the school have different backgrounds than teaching, and Ingrid was a lawyer. Caleb´s professora´s name was Naomi. She was the first professora he had, and while didn´t get to keep her the second day, he did request her after the second day, because on the second day he ended up with la professora I had on the first day.

Just to give you a little better taste of this lady...Caleb explained to her that we were in Bolivia visiting my cousins, because I guess she did not understand this from the first day when I told her that. And her remark to Caleb after he told her that we were staying in a homestay, was *Well what´s wrong with your cousins, are they cheap?" Obviously Caleb´s remark was NO!!! Then he explained to her that Tyson and Carolina thought a homestay experience would be better for us, because this was we would have the opportunity to see how a real Bolivian family lives and the food they eat. Anyway, all was clear after that, but what nerve to make the assumption she did...

So language school was good. We were VERY exhausted after the five days, and looking forward to moving on with our travels. We left last Saturday morning and headed to our hostal, which was more central to the down town and a number of great restaurants. We looked forward to eating out at less traditional Bolilvian restaurants, because we came to learn after the week in the homestay that a lot of the food tasted the same. And, our stomachs and tastebuds were getting a bit tired of the food. So we did enjoy a much more North American meal Saturday afternoon for lunch.

Before lunch though, we did what many Bolivians do on a Saturday morning, and that was head to La Cancha or el marcado (the market). In Cochabamba they call it La Cancha. We had been to La Cancha our first Saturday in Cochabamba, but this was our first time heading down there on our own. What an experience. This place does not compare to any market we have in Canada. It is said to be the largest market in Bolivia, and I believe it. If you´re clostraphobic, it´s not a good idea to go. There are people EVERYWHERE!

After spending a couple hours there we heading back into town for our NA lunch, and enjoyed a couple cups of coca tea. THis then gave us enough energy to head back to La Cancha, for another two hours. When we were there we picked up a Cacho cup. Cacho is a very popular dice game that is played by a number of Bolivians. It´s very similar to Yahtzee. We´ll have to teach it when we´re back.The next day, Carolina showed us the way to the orphanage we´d be painting, and then we spent the afternoon with the Malos. We did lunch and then afterwards headed back into the city.

Stay tuned to hear about our exciting week of volunteering!

La Cancha, food & drink

On Saturday we went to La Cancha (just south of the city centre) which is the largest market in Bolivia. We walked around with Carolina and a few others for two hours straight, and we saw about 1/8th of the whole thing. They sell just about everything imaginable, and it is incredibly crowded, chaotic, and full of smells (good & bad). La Cancha is organized into rough sections, with everything from baby products, pet products, appliances, electronics, new clothes, used clothes, shoes, boots, cds, dvds, musical instruments, artesanial products, and any type of food available.

The food sections were probably the most interesting, with huge cow tongues on display, alongside brains, hearts, kidneys, intestine, dried llama fetuses (not for eating), and an amazing selection of fruits and vegetables. We have been loving the food here, and I have even been enjoying some of the potatoes. We have different types of freshly squeezed fruit juice every day. My favorite so far is probably the pineapple juice.

The (traditional) meals are as follows: for breakfast we have fresh buns with butter and freshly made jam, to drink we usually have coca tea. I love coffee, but I think I now prefer coca tea. You get a nice kick, like coffee, but without any jitteriness of caffiene. It is also very healthy (good for digestion and lowers blood pressure) and like I have mentioned several times already, it is the absolute best protection against altitude sickness.

For lunch (the biggest meal of the day) we start off with a bowl of soup filled with potatoes, some kind of rice or pasta, carrots, peas, a piece of beef, and I always add a couple spoonfuls of the freshly made hot sauce which is present on every table (whether in a home or restaurant). For main course we usually have freshly & finely chopped salad with tomatoes, onions, radishes, sometimes beans, lettuce, and I don´t usually like salad without dressing, but the vegetables are so fresh and tasty it is just fine here. We also have some type of meat, (it could be fried, cooked, barbequed) and a side of fried plantains, or oka (sweet potato like a yam), and always half a potato. There is always some kind of freshly squeezed fruit juice as well.

For dinner we have had a range of meats and pastas or potatoes, with a small salad on the side. We have had most of meals in the last week at our homestay family, this extremely hospitable and very friendly older couple, but when we go out we have generally get traditional meals as well. If we just go to a restaurant for drinks, we usually get the guacamole, because the avacados are always the perfect tenderness, and the taste is delicious. The beer here is available in small bottles or cans like in Canada, but generally you have a choice between a 620ml bottle or a 1 litre bottle. I prefer the 1 litre bottle. It just looks more substantial.

This week, when we haven´t gone out, Emily and I head down to a neighbourhood tienda (like a small corner store) and we get a 1 litre bottle of Taquiña, which is locally produced beer. They also give you glasses, because you can drink the bottle right there at the local community park, where many of the kids and families in the neighbourhood gather at night. It is an idyllic setting.

Arrival at Tyson & Carolina´s

The night we arrived we just showered, napped, went out for dinner, and then went back to sleep. We were exhausted. Carolina picked us up at 2 the next day, and took us to her house. We had a delicious dinner there, and went to bed quite early again. Cochabamba is only at 8000 feet, however this was still a relatively high altitude for us.

The next day (friday) we went with another volunteer team currently visiting (from Waterloo!) on a tour of a charitable organization which sells goods made by women in prison and currently on parole, as well as 2 orphanages, one of which is the one Emily and I are volunteering at next week. The one we are volunteering at is called Soloman Klein, which is for children ages 0-6. It is a government run institution, and it has a capacity of 120, and it currently has 160. We will be painting the front entrance hall and the dining room (HUGE) with a painter and another volunteer. It will be a lot of work, but we are really looking forward to it.

In the afternoon we went to the campo (very poor semi-rural area surrounding Cochabamba) where we got split up into groups of 4 and got to see inside the home & property of some of the poorest residents. As exchange for letting us see their home, the group we were with had brought big bags of clothing, food, toys, and other necessities. It was an incredible experience to see how they lived, and their gratitude for the few items we brought was absolutely touching.

Friday night we watched the promotional videos for Niños con Valor, the organization Emily´s cousin Tyson & his wife Carolina volunteer for. Tyson is the executive director, and Carolina is the nutritionist and the boss of the executive director. The videos are very informative and we will be able to show them to people when we get back.

Afterwards we watched the Devil´s Miner, which is a documentary about children mining in Potosi, the largest mining town in Bolivia. It was very well done, and I highly recommend it. It is both very well done and informative about mining in Bolivia, and the culture and landscape of the country in general. (at least the culture in the Andean region). It was playing at the Princess recently, although i am not sure if it is yet out on DVD. I will buy a bootleg copy of it out here and bring it back, in case it is not yet released officially.

I will be posting pictures soon (hopefully), once I use an internet cafe that has computers with usb ports.

Nosotros estamos en Bolivia

To start things off, we had a long trip to Cochabamba, Bolivia. We woke up at 4am in BC and flew from Vancouver to Toronto, then flew from Toronto to Lima. Once we arrived in Lima, we bought plane tickets to fly from Lima, Peru to La Paz, Bolivia. Since the tickets cost us nearly $500 each, we decided to wait 22 hours in the airport instead of taking a $30 taxi just to go to a hotel. So we slept on the floor, like many others, and we ate at some of the restaurants in the airport. One restaurant was selling traditional Andean food, so I got some Anticuchos, skewers of grilled cow heart served with a mustard style sauce. They were delicious, and the meat was extremely tender.

Just after midnight we flew out to La Paz, and arrived there at 3:30 in the morning. From the airport we took a taxi to down to the bus terminal. La Paz is at over 12 000 feet elevation, and the airport is at one of the highest areas in the city. So we were feeling the effects of the altitude and sleep deprivation when we arrived at the bus terminal. The taxi ride was incredible, you could see out over the entire city (which is pretty much entirely mountainous) and although we were expecting it, the poverty was surprising. As we rode to the terminal we saw wild dogs barking and running all over the place, but other than that the city was silent. At the bus terminal, we were freezing, as it was approximately 2 or 3 three degrees.

To warm us up and to cope with the altitude, we bought some coca tea from a man who was selling it out of jugs as he wandered around the terminal. Coca tea is the best cure for combatting altitude sickness, so we had a few cups. It gives a nice kick, although I must stress that the coca plant (which is used by most people here) is completely different from the drug cocaine. Cocaine is subject to numerous toxic chemical processes, and while the plant offers relief from altitude sickness, hunger, and sleepiness, it is entirely safe and natural (also legal).

Emily was quite surprised by the bus terminal and the country as a whole when we arrived, but she is enjoying it very much now. We took an 8 hour bus ride to Cochabamba, which was absolutely incredible, as the latter part of the trip wound through immense desert mountains. However, we were getting quite grumpy and felt disgusting from the long trip, so arriving at our hotel was a relief.

Vancouver Island

Hello from EMILY!!

On Wednesday we headed to Vancouver Island, via the ferry, since swimming would take too long! We had a bit of confusion at the ferry terminal, not sure exactly which ferry to take, but we guessed right and took the ferry to Nanaimo. Jon picked us up from the terminal in Nanaimo and we took a nice coastal drive back to his and Heather´s place in Campbell River. The view was spectacular, though I did fall asleep for part of the ride. When we got to Campbell River there was a wood carving contest happening, which apparently happens every year at that time, so Caleb, Jon and I stopped to have a look at the carvings. After that we headed to Jon and Heather´s place. We were in awe at the the site. Hopefully Caleb will post some pictures. But for now I´ll just say that standing in Jon and Heather´s living room you can look out and see the pacific ocean, pretty cool when you consider I look out my living room window and see house upon house upon house...BORING!!!!

Anyway, that night we went out for dinner with Jon and Heather, and Fred, Tara and baby Jasmine. It took a long time to decide where to go, but we ended up at some Chinese restaurant that they were raving about. It was alright! Then we just chilled for the night with everyone. The following day we went to White Spot for lunch, as I had never been and Caleb has always talked about it. I ordered the same things as the guys, a double cheese burger, and I managed to eat more than Caleb, believe it or not! After this we headed to Elk Falls, a great site to see. Caleb managed to get some incredible pictures. It was a long steep walk down to the falls, and as you can imagine the walk back up took our breath away, literally! But it was certainly worth it. After this we relaxed for the rest of the afternoon. Spent some time online, figured out where we´re going to get married. Caleb did some work for his prof and then we got ready for another evening out to dinner with Jon and Heather and Fred. Tara couldn´t join because she was at a baby shower. We went to dinner at a really nice place in Courtenay, but neither of us can quite recall the name...After dinner we headed to Fred and Tara´s place and hung out there for a while until Tara got home with Jasmine. We got some really great pictures of Jasmine! I didn´t mention, but she was only 3 weeks old at that point.

The following day, our last day on the island, we spent fishing. That´s right, I went fishing! Before we went fishing though we headed to the pier for some good old fish and chips. We got link cod fish, it was VERY good! Then we took the ferry over to Quadra Island, which is where we went fishing. We fished at Homewood Camp, a camp owned by the family of one of Jon´s youth at church. We took out a couple of row boats (Caleb did the rowing in our boat, go figure) and enough fishing rods for each of us. It was a very hot day out on the water, and little did I know that fishing could be so exhausting. Unfortunately I didn´t catch any fish, though I did manage to get my line hooked on the floor of the ocean, at which point I thought I had caught a really big fish and got really scared. It was until I was told to move my line a bit that it released and I realized I actually hadn´t caught anything :( Caleb on the other hand managed to catch a few rock cod. After catching the first rock cod Jon noticed a eagle in the sky and smacked the fish to kill it, then released it back into the water. It floated and literally within a matter of seconds the eagle swooped down and picked up the fish. Meanwhile there was another eagle perched nearby and saw this happen, so that eagle came down and tried to grab the fish from the other eagle. It was quite the site to see. Unfortunately we don´t have pictures of all that happening, because it happened to fast to grab the camera out and capture it. The other catches that happened that day were by Jon and his friend. Jon caught a Link Cod, and it was pretty big, but he just released it back into the water. After this we headed back, as we needed to catch the ferry back to Vancouver Island.

After fishing it was time to head back to the mainland. Our ferry did not leave until 9:30 at night, so it happened to be quite a late night by the time we arrived back and Aunt Marie´s place. It was pretty cool taking the ferry back at night. Though we could not see as many great sights, we did manage to take a few fun pictures just as the ferry departed.

Our last couple days in Abottsford were spent with family. Saturday we spent the day with Omi, going for a walk on Mill Lake, which happens to be one of her favourite places to walk. Sunday we went for lunch with Uncle Lynford to Red Robin. Once again, another restaurant we don´t have in Ontario, so it was pretty special. Then that evening to end off a wonderful time in BC, Vanessa took us to Vancouver for all you can eat sushi, AND Bard on the Beach. This was a rendition of the Shakespear play Twelfth Night. It was outside in a tent and if you were sitting in the right spot (we weren´t) you could see the sun setting in the background. This was a great way to end our time in BC. We got back to Aunt Marie´s at around 11:00pm, and it was at this point that we started to pack for our departure the next morning. I think both of us got about 1.5 hours of sleep that night as we didn´t get to bed until 2:00am and had to be up by 4:00, and as you can imagine, it was challenging to sleep that night as we were a bit anxious about our upcoming travels.

Until next time...
Emily

BC Recap 1 photos

These are the photos I meant to publish on the last posting, but was unable to.

British Columbia Recap

We have plenty of stories thus far about Bolivia, but I had better do an overview of our wonderful time in BC.
The first day there, Sunday, we had Leon's pig roast. The weather cleared up and it was sunny and hot. The food was spectacular. Aunt Marie made many delicious salads and appetizers, which were besieged by flies.
However, she had an ingenious solution which she learned in Mexico. Apparently, if you fill ziplock bags with water and hang them overhead the flies become frightened of their reflection and leave. This turned into a great source of amusement for the rest of us, but Aunt Marie insisted it worked.
The pig was great, and for dessert the European chocolate fountain with fruit, rice krispy squares, lady fingers, and marshmallows was delicious. Later that evening Emily, Vanessa, Theo and I went bowling. Emily chose 10 pin, and immediately regretted that decision.

On Monday we went to Cultus Lake with Vanessa, Chad, and Bobbi to do some wakeboarding. I was the only one who tried to do some wakeboarding, and after many failed attempts I was frozen and got back in the boat. Vanessa went in for a quick dip later on, but other than that we just boated around the lake.

On Tuesday we had some delicious sushi at this place called Mars sushi (i think), in Abbotsford. It was really good, as Mars had some delicious rolls. The sashimi was also very fresh.

The Waiting Game

Right now, Emily and I are waiting in the Lima airport in Peru. We´ve been here since very early this morning, and it has been a loooong wait. We were going to take the bus from Lima to La Paz, and then Cochabamba, Bolivia, but after our two plane rides (Vancouver to Toronto, Toronto to Lima) we didn´t feel like riding two buses for a total of almost 40 hours.

So we bought one way tickets to La Paz for $440 a pop. The price is ridiculous for a 1 hour 40 minute plane ride, but it saves us almost two days of busing, and our sanity (says Emily). Once we arrive in La Paz at 3:30 in the morning we will either buy bus tickets to Cochabamba at the airport or we`ll wait a couple hours and take a short taxi ride to the bus terminal. The bus to Cochabamba is about 8 hours, and is supposed to be breathtaking, as we descend from high altitude La Paz, and drive down through the Andes.

We´re both really tired, although Emily falls asleep almost every time we sit down. So she has gotten quite a bit more sleep than me. The airport has been SO exciting, we have slept in various areas, and have sore backs to prove it. The food has been alright (better than we expected, I suppose) and today I ate grilled skewers of cow hearts. Emily tried some too, before I told her what they were. The beef was extremely tender and delicious, and I will definitely be eating more of them.

We have to get going now, as we have to go through security for our flight. I will write about BC when I get more time, and most certainly post some great pictures. We have been having a great time so far, but at this point we are really getting excited about showers and comfortable beds. Sleep is for the weak.