February 3 2024
Now I´m in Bolivia, my 28th country on this trip

Semi trucks in line waiting for crossing the border

Now I´m in Bolivia

Waiting, waiting and waiting
Only one of the booths was staffed for passport control.!!
At this border control, I had to wait nearly six hours to get through. There were six booths, but only two were open, each with a single official. On top of that, all luggage had to be scanned.
I was completely exhausted. The sun and heat had been relentless all day. My feet ached, my back hurt, and my head felt totally empty. As if that wasn’t enough, we were also 3,700 meters above sea level. Phew. In countries like Argentina, Chile, and Bolivia, inefficiency is common when you need something done. No one is ever in a hurry.
I reached La Paz just after 10 p.m., and the first thing I did was grab a taxi to my booked hotel, Canoa, located right in the middle of town. Being a taxi driver here must require nerves of steel. The traffic is pure chaos, with everyone desperate to be first.
I got room 218, a three-bed room that was anything but fresh. Still, the bedding looked clean, and I had it all to myself. After unpacking, I headed out to find a bar—and just 25 meters from the hostel, I found one 👍.
See Yeah Later from La Paz
// P-G, The Global Cyclist
