Sucre

Arrived in the town no problems. A complete change to Potosi, as it was heaving. First thing I did was to have a hot dog from a street vendor - probably not a good idea because I was nearly sick again and went straight to bed.

Woke up the next day without any altitude problems so we explored the town. Lovely city with white stone buildings and Spanish red roofs. Actually a Bolivian city that looked finished! We soon found the backpacker hangout ´Joy Ride Cafe´ which sold absolutely spot on Coronation Chicken sandwiches and wicked home brew! We bummed around for a day then went on a mountain bike tour to an area called the 7 waterfalls. Rach isn´t much of a biker so we were sold on this trip because they said that once you got out of town it was pretty much flat and then the last bit was all down hill leaving a 30 minute walk to the waterfalls. They lied, unless 'flat' in Spanish translates to 'steep rolling hills' all the way and '30 min walk' really means 'scramble up cliffs, at one stage we had to climb a vertical face to reach our destination!? Rach was knackered so ended up leaving her bike at the waterfall place and getting a lift back by car. (Being the man I rode all the way - it was pretty fun actually). The waterfall place was amazing, although instead of the crystal clear blue water we`d been led to expect it was a cold and brown lagoon as it had been raining! We still braved the water and went swimming though.

We also visited the local cement quary where they have discovered huge dinosuar tracks. It is a really important discovery, but this being Bolivia, the company just keeps on blasting the rock so the tracks are getting destroyed slowly (it will cost 8 million to preserve but no one has yet come up with the money) slightly geeky but the photos look good of me by a T-Rex footprint.

We stayed in Sucre an extra day because our friend had hurt her back and spent all day in bed and couldn´t face a standard Bolivian bus journey. We used the time to have a romantic meal in the Swiss Restauarnt - had a fondue and the best Roshtie (Ruth, Spelling?) of our lives.