Somewhere down the highway, we ran into a protest that blocked the highway. Buses, cars, trucks and yes even Motos had to cross a steep railway track to get onto a desert road to bypass the “mess”.
In stark contrast to the room we had in La Paz, this room was 10’ x 12’ had two rusty old single beds, a chair, and… well… that’s it. The bano was outside and common to the 12 rooms but it didn’t matter, we were the only “guests” at the hotel. We had secure parking for the bikes and that was the most important thing. Of course we had to pay up front, 30 Bolivianos (about US $3.75) for the night.
My biggest problem was the “Hobbit” sized door into our “suite”. I can’t recall how many times I cracked my head entering or leaving the room.
After check in we went for a stroll around town to see the sights which consisted of mostly abandoned buildings. This town boomed during the mining days but that has pretty much ended. There was however the main central square in town common to most towns in Bolivia, and it seemed to be a gathering place for locals to visit. Buying a few groceries in the local “7-Eleven” we went back to the room for a snack before hitting the sack. One good thing, we were going to get an early start in the morning!!