Morning
Weaving down one way streets, we made our way to our hotel for the next 12 days. Still mildly dazed from the plane and bus ride, it took a few moments before it was apparent that we were to get off, grab our luggage and go inside.
Residencial Pinocho
First order of business was to decide where each of us would stay. Thankfully, the math worked out perfectly. 4 males. 5 females. Three 2 bed rooms. And one 3 bed room.
Boys were divided as such. Naddi/Dimitry and Steve/Mike.
From left to right: Steve, Mike, Dimitry, Naddi
From left to right: Steve, Mike, Dimitry, Naddi
Girls had the luxury of a three or two bed room. Dr. Shupe had the pleasure of spending her 2 week Bolivian break with Daniela and Andrea. Tram and I shared the last room.
From left to right: Tram, Daniela, Dr. Shupe, Andrea, Jen
From left to right: Tram, Daniela, Dr. Shupe, Andrea, Jen
With a few hours until lunch and meeting up together again, some of us took an early siesta while the rest decided to venture out in search of the plaza, money changers and a possible market despite being unable to speak Spanish.
Walking straight up the street about 5-6 blocks, Dr. Shupe, Andrea and I found the plaza. An open space with benches, a few statues and giant murals, it looked like the perfect place to stop after a late breakfast on the weekend.
We made the most of our time, finding a money lender and exchanging some dollars for Bolivianos before exploring. The rate during our trip was about 6.8. With about half an hour to spare, we decided to walk back to Pinocho and get ready for lunch.
The trip was just beginning...
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