Trekking Down Inca Paths
My friends and I – Kat, Sander, Cindy, and Federica – hiked south out of the small village we had arrived at that day, armed with quality maps, a compass, and enough food for a week. Our destination...
View ArticleSleeping Five In A 3-Man Tent
Through-out the current trek, we got into the habit of late morning starts. Normally when I trek, I get up with the sun, and am on the trail within the hour. Almost every day on this trek, we didn’t...
View ArticleOn The Path Of Dinosaurs
The next morning, we started our climb out of the crator, following the trails and Inca path Sander and I had scouted out the night before. In the daylight, the trail was much easier, and no ropes...
View ArticleChicha and Missing Teeth
Kat, Federica, and I trekked out of Maragua crater the next day, heading southeast towards the town of Quilla Quilla, following dirt roads for the most part. It was easy trekking, passing through...
View ArticleThermals in the Pilcomayo River
We woke early to the sounds of a futball match. We had assumed we would be woken by church bells, as it was a Sunday and we were camping right by the only church in Quilla Quilla, but no, it was to...
View ArticleNot So Fun River Crossings
As Federica and I were putting down the tent and packing up the morning, several groups of locals passed by us to cross over the foot bridge, carrying carts of food or other goods on their backs. In...
View ArticleCameo’s, Drunkards, and Rock-And-Roll
The next morning, Federica and I woke early in the chilly morning. Because we were camping in a deep canyon, we decided to forgo breakfast to get moving as quickly as possible for warmth. In short...
View ArticleSmile!
One thing in Bolivia that always made me smile were sandals. In Canada, we are told that to go trekking, we need fancy boots that have huge soles and treads, with high ankle support. We have...
View ArticleRandom Nights In Sucre
My last night in Sucre. Fed and I were hunting for a movie that was supposed to be playing at one of the universities as part of a festival. For whatever reason it wasn’t playing, which was...
View ArticleOnwards to Samaipata
And then, all too soon, it was time to move on. I had been in and around Sucre for almost a month. What an incredible chapter of my life it had been. I learned so many things about myself and life....
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