In La Paz last night, we stopped off at the same cafe as before. Did I mention it last time? I don’t remember… Well, the waiter was really nice, and said, “very good” after we all made our choices, and the food was nice. The food is better over here than in Peru, they know how to cook meat, which is completely brilliant.

Anyway, last night I had “Filet Roquefort” which was, as I had very much hoped, steak in a blue cheese sauce. It was the most delicious thing I have ever had in my entire life, and you should be used to my exaggerations by now. It’s quite funny, everything over here (in Peru and Bolivia) comes with rice. I never eat it because I hate rice and also because apparently you can get really ill from it, but there we go.

We left La Paz and are now in Potosi. Potosi is more like the places I’m used to in South America. It’s a lot more rustic. It’s very pretty, and the Hotel we’re staying in is gorgeous. They have warm showers, which are warm all the way through, and the bathroom is lovely and clean. The beds are also deliciously soft and warm. It’s called Koala Den, and I highly recommend it.

We arrived in Potosi after an enormous journey on a bus over night. 10 hours! And because I was in my sleeping bag I kept slipping about and it was very annoying. Never sit at the back in crappy coaches in South America because the seat doesn’t recline and there’s no footrest.

Tomorrow we are going down a mine. It’s described everywhere with words like “terrifying”, and “shocking” so we’re in for a treat, methinks. The mines are still operational, and the tour guide is a miner himself. We’ve paid the tour company (US$10), but you are also expected to buy presents for the miners (cigarettes, food and… dynamite!). It’s actually quite exciting; it’s quite untouristy, so we might all be killed, but who knows, probably not.