¿Como Te Llama Llama?

Hola amigos,

We finally have some more photos for you, so see below or where ever they end up appearing.

So since our last update we have finally left Sucre. It was a bit sad to go as we had such a sweet set up, good friends, and the city was awesome. Plus we were able to cook for ourselves with fresh food from the markets, so we ate quite well (Thai curry anyone).
So we ended up getting a nice early bus to Uyuni, about 12 hours from Sucre. We have now learnt that the night buses in Bolivia, apart from being usually pretty shit, are the coldest places on earth. So the day bus was appreciated, especially since the scenery was so awesome. Uyuni was cold and kinda crap. Clearly a town built purely on the one street of tour offices and bus stations. Running out of both time and money we decided to do the quick and painless one day salt flat tour, following the hordes of other tourists around the various checkpoints in the tour. Nevertheless it was amazing. The salt flats literally go for miles etc etc, and it was seriously cool. Plus our tour group was particularly awesome. We did our obligatory photos (see photos) and all that, but being the only group left on the flats and hearing the eerie quietness of the salt lake was freaking awesome. Oh and we ate Llama for lunch. Was quite tasty!!

We bailed that night for La Paz, mostly due to the said state of Uyuni, and that bus trip would have to rate as one of the worst in the world. Despite having a sleeping bag and two massive blankets it was still so cold and the road was so bad it was like 4wding. You couldn’t read because the bus was shaking so badly (also there was no light) and you couldn’t sleep cause the bus was shaking so badly… fun fun fun.

LA PAZ- The tourist capital of Bolivia.
La Paz is actually pretty cool, but being surrounded by 1000s of wanker Australians and that backpacker party scene isn’t cool after being somewhere so nice for 2 weeks. Having said that, the city is crazy. It is absolutely massive, surrounded by kilometers of (insert PC word for slums), and everyone is constantly yelling for something or another.
We went to THE PRISON. (The one I have been constantly talking about for about 2 yrs) But unfortunately the story goes as such. In April there were massive riots for some reason in the prison, and the press got word of the tours. More riots followed, people were tear gassed, and tourists were held in the prison for a bunch of hours etc etc. Anyway they ended up stopping the tours, sacking the head of the prison as well as heaps of guards and now you cant get in there. Nevertheless there is a photo of me outside the prison, to prove I went there hahaha.
Having been not let into the prison we figured we would go to Cholita Wresting. (Cholita is the name for the the female street vendors in big dresses and bowler hats) That was possible the weirdest thing either of us have ever seen. Picture WWF or whatever, crap acting and all, but with big Bolivian women fighting men… WHATTTT. After the first incredibly awkward fights, not knowing whether to laugh or be outraged, it kinda got better, but still soo so weird.
So its our last night here, and I assume we will next talk to you all in Cuzco or after the big MP.

Hasta Luego.

PS: Sorry about the long and boring blog. Photos make up for it.