From the death train we got a taxi across the border, only to be told we had to go to the bus terminal to get stamps in our passports....? So another taxi ride later (which as it was on the brazilian side cost, litterally, 10 times the amount in Bolivia) we got the stamp and were greeted by tour companies all jostling for our money. We went with the one with the best english and said he was in the LP. Another bus ride later, we´re in a truck and then back at the ranch, only to meet one of the girls we´d toured rurrenbaque with! Check out the pics!
Rolling though hills
Sunday, 26 October 2008
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