La Paz to Sucre

On the 14th we caught the taxi to the bus station. The taxi driver was very aggressive, and beeped his horn a lot.

After some mucking around we finally got on the bus. The bus looked as clean as a peacock. We had a little trouble finding our seats as they had been double booked. With this solved we were on our journey to Sucre. The bus driver was a purring cat and never beeped (his horn). By Zahn

We had a great bus as our bed folded out but not even an hour out of town, our bus broke down and we had to change buses. So after all the commotion, we headed off on our journed again. I settled in for the night & had a great sleep. By Amber

The toilets on the bus were locked as they didn´t want the hassel of cleaning them. Not very fair on a 12 hr trip. I bought a bottle of yoghurt and peed in this when the need arose. The heater was on full, all the windows were shut and the bus didn´t have any personal air cond vents. It quickly became quite suffocating until I convinced a french guy to open his window a little. mum & dad hardly slept a wink and were quite strung out by the time we arrived some 15hrs after we first set out. By dad.

The bus jolted to a stop. I looked out of the wind ow & found we were still 3kms from Sucre. Creak went the stairs as i went down them. by zahn.

We decided to walk to Sucre because their was a blockade. There were rocks all over the road and all the buses, trucks & passing cars had pulled over to the side of the road. After walking through the blockade we saw heaps of people protesting for better jobs. They had lit truck tyres on fire on the road and pulled over branches & rocks. by amber

Once through the blockade, which was being filmed by TV crews, we caught a small bus into town.