Following a border crossing, and two 8 hour buses we made it to San Pedro, which is the second biggest (and most dangerous apparently) city in Hondorous. Honduras has the city with the highest murder rate per capita in the world so we knew we had to be careful and stay safe. We were staying in a hostel down from a super big shopping mall so headed there (walking with a serious purpose to deter any thiefs, crooks or artful dodgers) in the hope of food. We needn't have worried too much about anything happening to us as outside every business shop was a guy with a massive pump action shot gun ready to go at any trouble. Even INSIDE the shopping mall there were lots of security - best to be safe than sorry l ... read more

We dont really remember arriving in San Jose having been up for almost 24hours with an hours sleep and lots of waiting around. But my bag had been tampered with leaving Bolivia (surprise) and the taxi driver got very lost driving so it took a futher 2hours to find our hostel. The hostel was more like a homestay and it was very welcoming and like being at home which was just what we needed, we grabbed a few hours sleep and then headed off to explore our surroundings. We were right next to the stadium where the following night Costa (or Coasta) Rica would be playing USA...USA! So the town was already buzzing about this game as the results linked to the World cup. One thing that is very apparent is how Americanised Costa Rica is. ... read more

We needed to come back to La Paz to get our flight to Rurrenbaque (the amazon jungle) a couple of days later (as the plan first was...but as Dad says you always need a plan to foul it up!) but a dreaded toothache changed all of this!. After visiting Fernando the dentist who reminded me just like Dougie Houser l was given some antibiotics to take for 7days 3 times a day- As l was feeling a bit sorry for myself l managed to pursuade Craig that we should have a burger king (it actually didnt take much pursuading) ! whata mistaka to maka!..que 24 hours of being very poorly! whilst trying to keep antibiotics down! We needed to do two things, postpone the jungle and check into a nice hotel with a private bathroom, cable ... read more

Disembarking the bus at La Paz was the confusing, crazy experience we had been waiting for whilst travelling. Once in the taxi we felt like we were transported into an episode of mario-cart or wacky races, both of us bumping along on the back seat. We spent the first couple of days in La paz getting our bearings, and mostly getting used to the high altitude! La Paz is at 3,650 metres, which is tres high, and climbing two steps will get you out of breath - did l mention La paz is shaped like a bowl? The skyscrapers are at the bottom with the cheaper, shanty homes climbing up the walls with restuarants, shops etc up and down these roads.... so there are LOTS and LOTS of ups and downs!... To get our bearings we ... read more

A 36 hour bus ride........... ouch! I started to forget what the outside world was like. We arrived in a place called Jujuy, said ´who who-ey´, a small town in Northern Argentina. It was pretty much non-descript, but we decided to mix it with the locals and ended up eating some really good food there. Very much needed after the bus journey. After a night in Jujuy it was another bus journey, only a 6 hour one this time..... piece of cake. Our eyes were on a new country. It was sad to be leaving Argentina as we´ve seen so much, but we were looking forward to arriving in this new country..... Bolivia! It was early afternoon when we arrived at a little border town called La Quiaca. The first thing I noticed is how hot ... read more