After a very interesting week (to say the least), I was to FINALLY receive my money via Western Union and then the hunt began. Luckily, I had the wonderful support and company of a fellow volunteer Julia, who very kindly and rather patiently accompanied me to 3 locations until we finally found a Banco Union that gave us the money and not to miss- most of it in notes of 10 Bs.
Of course once the money was safely tucked away (thank god for being a woman!), and making myself feel more curvy ;), we decided to go shopping.
Of course, just about that time when the rain gods decided to bless us rather mercifully and present us with an almost torrential downpour.
Considering Cochabamba winter is always dry, this was an interesting turn but hey- after the week I'd had this was just one small obstacle in the way of buying fabulous new boots.
We managed to take shelter in the 25 de Mayo market and found some good bargains. The market is sort of a mini version of the rather massive market in 'La Cancha'. Some shopping and buckets of rain later, we make a dash towards Plaza Principal to basically get in a hot cuppa when I find the most glorious looking boots in the window display. We stop, try and after all the unsuccessful tries all afternoon, this pair is perfect. The right color, size, fit - it was meant to be :)
Chugging along a massive box (I bought boots), protecting it like a delicate child from the rain we take cover in Cafe Paris and I decide to have the famous Le Croque Monseiur. Once we're done again no sign of an available Trufi given the weather, so we take a taxi and head to our respective homes.
Home- quick dry and change to head out for a fantastic evening which was to follow. Off to La Recoleta where we tried a fantastic Middle Eastern restaurant and then headed to Muela el Diablo for drinks. Super fun company, drinking games and trial of shots, cocktails, local Bolivian wine and we are at Escaramanga which is a Salsa club. Finished off the night with a rather co-erced but what I ended up really enjoying Salsa dance with Julia, Ellie and Sebastien.
Back home at almost 0300hrs after a wonderful day and an even better night to get some rest and wake up to another day of fun, food and friends.
Of course, just about that time when the rain gods decided to bless us rather mercifully and present us with an almost torrential downpour.
Considering Cochabamba winter is always dry, this was an interesting turn but hey- after the week I'd had this was just one small obstacle in the way of buying fabulous new boots.
We managed to take shelter in the 25 de Mayo market and found some good bargains. The market is sort of a mini version of the rather massive market in 'La Cancha'. Some shopping and buckets of rain later, we make a dash towards Plaza Principal to basically get in a hot cuppa when I find the most glorious looking boots in the window display. We stop, try and after all the unsuccessful tries all afternoon, this pair is perfect. The right color, size, fit - it was meant to be :)
Chugging along a massive box (I bought boots), protecting it like a delicate child from the rain we take cover in Cafe Paris and I decide to have the famous Le Croque Monseiur. Once we're done again no sign of an available Trufi given the weather, so we take a taxi and head to our respective homes.
Home- quick dry and change to head out for a fantastic evening which was to follow. Off to La Recoleta where we tried a fantastic Middle Eastern restaurant and then headed to Muela el Diablo for drinks. Super fun company, drinking games and trial of shots, cocktails, local Bolivian wine and we are at Escaramanga which is a Salsa club. Finished off the night with a rather co-erced but what I ended up really enjoying Salsa dance with Julia, Ellie and Sebastien.
Back home at almost 0300hrs after a wonderful day and an even better night to get some rest and wake up to another day of fun, food and friends.
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