"Life is not the amount of breathes you take but the moments that take your breathes away." --- In search of these moments: The live and experiences of Marxissimo travelling around the globe.

Monday, July 17, 2006

060717 - LA PAZ, BOL

Wow, what a city. I can really feel the altitude. My head is aching as if the little man inside is excavating a gold mine and won't ever stop. And finally the food has gotten to me. Last night on the transfer from Cochabamba to La Paz my stomach started to make funny noises. And midway through the distance when I was almost about to beg the driver for a stop we made a halt somewhere in no-man's land. Running to the toilet, getting ready for relieve all i could produce where some strange tones. ;o) Guess, I still wasn't due. Maybe the ice-cold bus was responsible for delaying this. Anyway, we got to La Paz around 6am and checked into the Maya Hostal.
We spend the day wandering around town but never really getting to far away from the hostal for a quick sprint back to the toilet, in case this was necessary.
What we did accomplish was buying our passes to ride down the "world's most dangerous road" on a fully-suspension mountain bike.
I still don't feel to well, but hopefully tomorrow's excitement will drive the stomach pain away. ;o)

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