Journeys in Latin America - January to June 2009

Showing posts with label Bolivia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bolivia. Show all posts

Tuesday, 26 May 2009

Lago Titicaca & Copacabana, Bolivia

From Lake Titicaca & Copacabana


The beginning of a beautiful sunset over Copacabana, near to the Peruvian-Bolivian border on the shores of Lake Titicaca. We fortuitously arrived in the town just a day before one of the most important festivals in the town´s calendar, the 3rd of May celebrations. The 2 days after we arrived were packed with colourful processions and outlandish-costumed dancers and musicians tirelessly processing through the streets in the heat of the days... photos below

From Lake Titicaca & Copacabana

Above, some stands set up for the festival selling bright cloths and flower garlands to adorn participants in the processions, cars (which are blessed by priests in front of the Cathedral) and assorted other objects which appeared drab enough to require embellishment for the day.

From Lake Titicaca & Copacabana

Copacabana is nestled between 2 small and picturesque hills - myself and Chief climbed one for the sunset one evening and looked out over the vast Lago Titicaca...

From Lake Titicaca & Copacabana


One of the heavily costumed male dancers in the parade - all the dancers danced for many many hours to the same repeated tune all through the streets and repeated the whole spectacle the following day after imbibing vast quantities of beer and staying up most of the night! Very impressive festival stamina...

From Lake Titicaca & Copacabana

Below, a rare shot of the Photographer General, standing on the top of the hill just to the North of the town, looking out towards Isla del Sol (in the top right) where the others were to go for a few days as i headed to Peru to meet up with some friends from the Antarctic, in Arequipa...

La Paz II, Bolivia

From La Paz

I found La Paz to be a bustling and interesting city with every kind of market you could imagine including the famous ones specializing in witch-craft and therefore being purveyors of such delights as dried llama foetuses (for burying under the front step of a newly built house to bring luck), dried frogs for unknown purposes, and a vast array of weird concoctions and tea powders designed to aid any ailment from infertility to muscle aches. We probably spent about 10 days in the city, with my little aside to try to climb Huayna Potosi which ended in exhausted failure due to illness... The picture above is a view of a large portion of the high city, from the poorer neighbourhood of El Alto which lies on the plain at about 4000m above the valley.

From La Paz
Above, at the downtown mirador (viewpoint) to watch the sun go down over the main basin of La Paz. In the background is one of the high peaks that surround the city - Illimani (about 6400m if i recall correctly).

From La Paz

On our last day in La Paz we took a bus up to the El Alto plateau and had a wander around the big market there - its a fairly shambolic affair with some people selling only a few pieces of wire ripped from dead cars; lots of cheap clothes and household goods, and basic traditional food. The vast sprawling market is certainly not for tourists, and it is indicative of the lives of poverty led by many in Bolivia´s poorer urban areas.

At the beginning of May we left La Paz for the little town of Copacabana on the shores of Lago Titicaca...

Friday, 24 April 2009

La Paz...

Lots of new photos finally on the blog! Courtesy of Alex & Vic

Basically, we're in La Paz but i'm going to leave the photos from here until the rest of the blog is up to date...

By the way i tried to climb a 6100m peak a few days ago but extremely annoyingly i got ill during the night before the first day, and although i attempted to start the climb, it was clear after a few hours of painfully slow and exhausting walking that i was in no shape for it so we turned back. I have just spent the last 2 days in bed and am feeling fine again now... Can't win them all!

Rob

Uyuni & The Salar Salt Plains of Bolivia

OK, the blog is getting a bit muddled now, but the salt plain tour of 4 days that we did last week requires it's own post to show the incredible landscapes which have been captured in quality technicolor by Vic & Chief... I think Chief particularly relished the opportunities for lightsmithery over those days...

Uyuni - starting point for a four day trip around the Salar de Uyuni, an immense expanse of salt desert with volcanoes and weird rock formations all around (quality photos from Chief and Vic from there)

From Uyuni


From Uyuni


From Uyuni


From Uyuni


From Uyuni


From Uyuni


From Uyuni


From Uyuni


From Uyuni


From Uyuni


From Uyuni


From salar de uyuni


From salar de uyuni


From salar de uyuni


From salar de uyuni


From salar de uyuni


From salar de uyuni

Thursday, 2 April 2009

Samaipata, Bolivia

Hola de nuevo!

Next stop after the pleasant and interesting but still citylike (being a city) Santa Cruz, is Samaipata, a smallish village at 1600 metres (sobre el nivel del mar!) on one edge of the Amboro National Park.

We arrived in this stunningly located spot after a few hours in a special taxi on partially unpaved roads which was interesting in itself as we climbed up through copiously vegetated slopes at susprisingly (and occassionally terrifyingly) high speed. I got an especially good view as i was sharing the front seat with a boy of about 12 who was the son of the driver, and being as i am not designed for containment in low-ceiligned cars, i spent the entire trip with my head out the window in the only possible contortional configuration. Apart from placing my whole weight on half of my backside which went through irritating and well into painful, i got a cracking experience of the route, and a crazy hairstyle which would have cost hundreds of pounds in London´s finest hairsmiths.

The arrival at Samaipata was much welcomed, and we were welcomed too by the Bolivian - American couple who run the Posada del Sol hostel which is truly a cracking place to stay. The four of us were shown our little two room, three bed apartment with gas cooker - perfect for us, and the cheapest place i have stayed since India, at just over 5 US dollars a night.

The last few days (we´ve now stayed 4 nights) have been packed with quality activity. The first day after arriving, we took a taxi down the valley a little to a spot where you can walk up the stream that crosses the road and get to a series of small and quite lovely little waterfalls, with nice swimming pools which although shallower than normal due to the large quanitites of water-borne sediment being brought down from the hills were still swimmable. This provided a much needed refresh from the heat, and showers were possible under some of the falls - cheaper than a chiropracter for cracking your bones!

From SamaiPata


From SamaiPata


From SamaiPata


From SamaiPata


From SamaiPata


From SamaiPata


From SamaiPata


From SamaiPata


From SamaiPata


The next day was a full day tour with a Spanish speaking guide who drove us 2 and a half hours to a few valleys further over from Samaipata, until we arrived at a truly great waterfall site (cue more swimming in stunning tropical location). This one was far too powerful to get underneath, as the water was accelerated from about 40 metres up - it was even too powerful to get very close to as the current flowing away from the base was a test for the best swimmer.
After the dip we headed up the side of the valley, to above the falls and meanered around some of the tributary streams taking a route we would never have been able to find ourselves. Then back onto the ridge for more amazing valley views and then the descent to the car. All the while we had good Spanish practice trying to follow the guide´s guiding and medicial plant explanations. Very interesting, and truly beautiful and unspoilt. Photos soon hopefully (internet is incredibly slow here...)

Yesterday, we took another guided walk, this time with an English speaking guide, and actually set foot momentarily in the "Green Hell" of Amboro national park - very dense jungle. Most of the walk was climbing a couple of peaks on the very edge of the park, a few hundre metres of ascent and again, amazing views over the countryside - there is hardly anything apart from a few pueblos away from the patk, and absolutely nothing inside it, as far as the eye could see. On the way up we passed through the so-called "cloud forest" which containes large numbers of immense and ancient fern trees, some as high as (i´m guessing here...) 10 metres tall. It was good to get some proper excercise on the full day walk, and even though we got rained on for the last hour or so, it was really interesting to get a hint of what walking in dense jungle would be like.

Today (the 2nd of April) we attempted to get a bus ticket to travel to Sucre, the official capital of Bolivia, and our next stop. But unfortunately the road from Santa Cruz to here (where the bus originates) is closed; apparently blocked by dissatisfied workers in a town along the road, who have not been paid for some work done - it´s difficult to get good information about what exactly has happened, but it looks likely that the dispute will be resolved today or tomorrow and we should be able to get on the road again soon.

That´s all for now...

Hasta luego, rob

Friday, 27 March 2009

Santa Cruz, Bolivia

From Santa Cruz


A less verbose post this time, as a stand-in for a fuller one in a few days...

After a marathon series of stages, in which waiting for buses featured as highly as sitting on them, we arrived to Santa Cruz in the South-Eastern part of Bolivia, from Loma Plata in Paraguay.

The road on which we spent a large number of hours - the Trans-Chaco - passed mostly in the dark, but i saw enough to know that the Chaco around the border of Bolivia & Paraguay (which was militarily disputed with great loss of life in the border-defining Chaco War of the early 1930`s. It looked like a grim place to fight a war - apparently more soldiers on the Paraguayan side died of thirst than bullets.

Anyway, the city of Santa Cruz has a pleasant centre with a lively and friendly central square, and side streets packed with little shops & cafes which more than anywhere else so far reminded me of being close to the centre of smaller Nepali cities and towns. The scrawls, grafitti, and painted adverts are in Spanish of course, but many sites could have been transplanted. Bolivia of course is the poorest of the South American nations, and it certainly shows, especially as you walk out from the central square, but the people seem to have a cheerfulness-through-adversity look about them - but this is just a first impression of a tiny part of the country. So far there has been no hassle whatsoever.

OK - we`ve had a few problems with uploading photos recently due to lack of internet places and slow computers, but they will appear soon... rob

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