La Paz
After we crossed the Bolivian/Chilean border, we arrived in Oruro, where we had to change the bus for La Paz. The bus ride to the capital city of Bolivia was very interesting. The differences between the two countries Chile and Bolivia were obvious. We saw many people walking with their traditional clothes (Cholitas women) and carrying so much stuff, probably their whole property. The landscape we passed by was amazing with snow-capped mountains and areas with many alpacas or lamas’ grazing. When we arrived at the bus station in La Paz we saw the last minute of the football game brazil against Switzerland (Olééé 1:1). We were very happy, that Switzerland has not lost the game against the great football country brazil. But we knew, brazil wouldn’t be happy about this result. Afterwards, we checked-in our hostel called “Wild Rover”. It was definitely a crazy hostel. For dinner we met our Couchsurfing friend Ruben in front of the San Francisco Church. We spent a nice evening with talking. This night we experienced how crazy our hostel was. After putting off the lights, our roommate came back. He was not alone, what we could hear clearly. We could hear everything from the beginning till the end, we could not believe. But after they were finished, they left the room and we had to laugh loudly. The next morning, we met Ruben again. He was a tour guide looking for a new job, and we could enjoy a private free walking tour through the city. It was very interesting. Ruben has a huge knowledge about the cities La Paz and El Alto (next to La Paz on a high altitude of 4’095 above sea-level), where he lives and grew up. We saw the San Francisco Church from inside, went to the Witches markets for buying souvenirs and ended up at the famous San Pedro prison. We had lunch at the main avenue (Saltena = Bolivian Empanadas) and headed up to El Alto in the afternoon by the modern cable car (red and blue line). In the evening we met also Franklin, Rubens friend and we had Bolivian dinner and played UNO together. It was a funny evening. With Franklin we met a person, which can talk without breathing. 😉
Weiter gings nach Oruro. Nur schon vom Bus aus, konnte man die recht grossen Unterschiede zwischen Chile und Bolivien erkennen. Gerade um die Busstation von Oruro, sahen wir viele Menschen, die nicht mehr besitzen, als das was sie tragen konnten. Die Landschaft ist sehr trocken aber faszinierend und mit vielen Lamas und Alpakas. 😊 In La Paz angekommen, sahen wir noch die letzten Minuten vom Schweiz-Brasilen Spiel! (Oleeeee 1:1 😊) Unser Hostel hiess Wild Rover (ich denke dieser Name passt ganz gut!! Crazy Hostel in a crazy city). Dank dem wirklich großartigen Couchsurfing App trafen wir am späteren Nachmittag Ruben. Er wohnt in El Alto, etwa 1h vom Zentrum von La Paz entfernt. Wir verbrachten einen wirklich lustigen und interessanten Abend mit ihm. Kurz nach dem wir das Licht in unserem 4er Hostelzimmer ausmachten, bemerkten wir, dass uns noch eine spezielle nächtliche Unterhaltung bevorstand. Unser ach so toller Zimmergenosse, kam nämlich nicht alleine zurück ins Zimmer! Zu unserem Leidwesen mussten wir ‘’die Geschichte’’ von A bis Z anhören. Zum Glück ging es nicht sehr lange! ;P Wir waren alle etwas überrascht, lachten uns aber fast zu Tode als beide wieder aus dem Zimmer flüchteten! Nach unserem Frühstück trafen wir wieder Ruben. Er ist ein Tourguide und hat sich für eine neue Stelle beworben. So durften wir eine absolut großartige und gratis Stadtführung von ihm geniessen und er konnte üben. Wir lernten so einiges über diese nicht ganz ungefährliche Stadt. Sahen den Government Palast und seine lustig verkehrte Uhr und schauten uns kurz die San Francisco Kirche von innen an. Der Höhepunkt, für Claudia, war der Witches Market. Dieser Markt zieht sich durch die Gässchen von La Paz und man findet fast alles dort, von den typischen farbigen Hosen bis zu irgendwelchen speziellen Pülverchen, die in Sachen Liebesglück helfen sollen. Auch wirklich beeindruckend war die Hauptattraktion von La Paz, das Gefängnis. Es gibt viele Geschichten über dieses Gefängnis, alle ziemlich spannend und beängstigend. Nach unserer Führung waren wir auf uns selbst gestellt, wir kauften Souvenirs, probierten die Luftseilbahn aus und versuchten den momentan laufenden Protesten aus dem Weg zu gehen. Am Abend trafen wir Ruben und seinen Kollegen Franklin. Wir assen Abendessen zusammen und spielten später in einer großartigen Bar UNO. Wir stellten fest, dass es Menschen gibt, die wenig reden, aber viel sagen und dann gibt es Menschen wie Franklin, die reden seeeehr viel, ohne Punkt und ohne Komma! 😉
Copacabana (Lake Titicaca)
The next day we continued travelling by bus in the direction of the Titicaca Lake. This Lake between Bolivia and Peru is considered the world’s largest high-altitude lake with an altitude of 3800 above sea-level and around 8400-sq-km wideness. The bus ride leads us along this lake through a wonderful hilly landscape. Just a little bit, it reminds us on New Zealand around the Wanaka Lake. But the mountains look a bit different, and we already could see a lot of Terraces made from the Incas around the 13th century or even earlier. We also had to cross one of the lake arms with an old ferry, that means, just a wooden floating boat. When we have arrived in Copacabana we first climbed up to the Cerro Calvario summit. It was a very steep climb up, a bit too steep and exposed from hight for Lisa and probably not the official path to go up. But after all we managed to reach the top we could enjoy the nice view from up there. For the way back, we took the official stairs. Back in the hostel (we had our own little apartment), we could cook our dinner in our own kitchen and just relax and talk and plan the next few days. From time to time, there were two Alpacas in our front yard, looking into our kitchen. 😉
The next day we took the ferry to the Isla del Sol. We met Lukas from Germany again, who we met in the bus the day before. He joined us for our trip to Isla del Sol, where we made a nice stroll to two peaks with an amazing view of the entire lake. This day was very relaxing, we could enjoy the sun, the nature and the cute villages where we had lunch on a nice terrace. Some “Cholitas” women were walking with their donkey’s or selling their handcrafted jewellery’s all around. In the evening we took the ferry back to Copacabana and walked through many souvenir markets. This time all of us could not resist, so we bought some souvenirs: Some new trousers and a bag for Natascha, a new bag for Lisa and new sunglasses for Claudia.