Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Bolivia

I got to Bolivia, one day behind schedule due to a missed bus on monday. So as to not miss the bus on Tuesday, I left Jujuy for a little town called Guemes at 3 in the morning. The bus ride to Santa Cruz was about 16 hours. It took forever getting through the border because I had to fill out a ton of paperwork. Luckily, everyone else on the bus was pacient with me. The fee to get into Bolivia was $100. I had been keeping a hundred dollar bill in my belt for the occaison, but apparently it had a little stain on it so apparently the bank would not take it. The border agent made me go to a money changer where I had to pay ten bucks to get a "new" hundred dollar bill. The trip from Jujuy to Santa Cruz was absolutely beautiful with mountains covered with trees. I am staying with a buddy from BYU who is doing an internship here in Santa Cruz for a humanitarian aid organization. Today I went out with him to help people learn how to plan garderns. The idea is to go with him to Cusco and we are making sure he has the money to do it. Hopefully he can do it because he has some sweet connections throught the organization in Cusco.

3 comments:

Monica said...

hey bjorn,

sounds like ur having fun!!!

luv,
monica

Madre & Padre said...

Are you giongto see much in Bolivia? Lake Titicaca? Sound like they are very paticular w/ their money

Nancy said...

The longest border crossing I had was going into Iraq. It took well over an hour with the guy driving us running from windo to window doing all the work. The next time I went, it took about 6 hours and most of that was waiting in line. By the time we got through, all the buses and trains had already left for Baghdad, so we had to take a taxi. Then the taxi driver got sleepy, so I ended up driving the taxi through the night and we got to Baghdad at 6 a.m. But there was no money involved in the border crossing. We already had our visas.

What a great opportunity your friend has with his internship. Is he preparing to work for an NGO after graduation?? The only comparable experience I have had was visiting and touring a hospital in Kenya with some nuns that we met on one of our safaris. It was wonderful to see the love that these sisters had for the people and the people for them.