La Paz, Bolivia


Hi everyone!



When we arrived to La Paz we already knew where we were going to stay as Alan had previously booked our next hostel at the bus terminal the same day.



We had heard many rumors about this hostel being a party hostel, but it was the only one he could find a reservation for so last minute.  So we stayed at Loki hostel which had an old school hotel feel to it. When we arrived the manager told us that our reservation was for the next night and unfortunately they didn’t have two beds available in one room.  All they had was an all women dorm bed and then a top bunk bed in a separate room. Each room had four beds with two of the beds being bunk beds.  So we decided to take them both even though we knew we wouldn’t need both beds I needed a place to store my things and shower in the morning.



So after we set our things down we went up to the bar/restaurant and boy were the stories we heard true they had it decorated to the max for St Patrick’s Day.  The food was decent there and the vibe is ok if you are in college, but it definitely wasn’t our scene.  After a couple matches of ping pong we decided to bust out our computers and try to get some work done. That definitely was a struggle, we had heard that the Wi-Fi in Bolivia was scarce and that’s the truth.  The speeds are super slow and it’s impossible to get any work done.  Seeing as though the internet is crucial in our line of work we knew we couldn’t stay long in La Paz / Bolivia.



Around midnight we headed off to bed, which is super early for us, but we knew we wanted to get ahead start on our day as we had some decisions we wanted to make early in the morning.  To stay or not to stay, that is the question…



Well so much for waking up early, we ended up waking up around 11 am, I left Alan’s room to take a shower in mine.  Once we were ready to go, we stored our bags in the hostel’s luggage room and headed out to do a little exploring, but first we went to the ATM to get money out to pay for our hostel (which cost us 136 bolivianos which is about $19.43).  



We made the decision to leave La Paz and so we headed straight to the bus station after we paid for our hostel.  Alan is great with directions so we set out on foot to the station.  At this bus terminal they have about 40+ bus stands that you can choose from, but you have to be pretty selective.  We finally found the one we wanted to go with and it’s like she knew we were coming because she saved the panoramic seats for us.  She told me that she likes to save those for people who are willing to pay more but she had already quoted me the price and I asked her if we could have those seats, so she gave them to Alan and I for the same rate as the rest of the bus (130 bolivianos x 2 = $37.14). By this time it was already 2 p.m. and the bus was set to leave at 7:30 p.m. so we headed out to finish exploring the city, knowing we needed to be at the station at 7.



Once we left the station we knew we wanted to site see a little bit, and on the way to the station Alan had spotted these cable cars that seemed to go over the city. 



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That was definitely a must in La Paz, for 12 Bolivianos ($1.71) we got to see the beautiful city from above – 12 Bolivianos was the cost for there and back.
Once we finished there, we walked back to our hostel to charge up our electronics, and have a bite to eat. We also decided that we wanted to book our tour to Salar de Uyuni (Bolivian Salt Flats and God’s Mirror) through our hostel so that when we arrived to Uyuni that was one less thing we needed to worry about.  We ended up booking a 3-day 2-night stay to visit the popular salt flats of Bolivia, which are also referred to this time of year as God’s Mirror.  I can’t wait to share the amazing and beautiful pictures we will capture along the way.



Once we finish our 3-day tour we will end up in Chile, which we plan on staying for a couple of months. I look forward to sharing this next leg of our journey with you all so please be on the look out for that post in about a week.





“One’s destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking at things.” -Henry Miller