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After L left around 12:15 I rang for a clean towel as theyâ€™d hung the dirty towels back on the rail. After having a shower I went down and got the receptionist to come up and see my room. The assistant manager isnâ€™t there between 12 and 3. The room wasnâ€™t being cleaned properly. No clean sheets since I arrived and they didnâ€™t even bother to make the bed properly, I can write my name in the dust on the furniture, dirty basin etc. So I asked her to make sure that the sheets were changed, clean towels, clean room.
Got a taxi to the General Cemetery as recommended by L; however it didnâ€™t open until two so I wandered around for half an hour. L had said that there were tours, but of course these were not in English and no literature in English, but I did manage to get a pamphlet in Spanish which was useful.
After that I decided to go to the Glorieta Castle, also recommended by L. Went to a taxi outside the cemetery and asked the driver how much? Pretends he doesnâ€™t hear and gets into the cab to drive me (that way he can name the price when we get there). So I asked him again; 20 bolivianos. I look disinterested; 15 bolivianos. OK. We drive off to the Castle, which is on the road to Potosi. The taxi driver is very friendly and talks slowly enough that we can have a reasonable conversation.
About half way to the Glorieta we come across a number of trucks parked across the road. The taxi tries to drive around the trucks but isnâ€™t able to. Itâ€™s one of the infamous Bolivian blockades, particularly popular in the Sucre area. I think itâ€™s against the taxes on trucks by the Morales government. Today we wonâ€™t be going to the Glorieta. The blockade appears very good natured, although obviously it is very inconvenient for some people. The blockade may stay for a day or two and there's no way for getting from Potosi to Sucre by road.
Iâ€™ve heard of the Recoleta Convent and Museum, so ask to go there instead.
I ponder on the fact that, once again, the Catholic Church has managed to base their property on one of the prime pieces of high land in the town, much as they have done in other countries, including Australia.
In town I buy a Fridosita hamburger at one of the street stalls in a plaza close to the hotel and itâ€™s really nice, much better than the ghastly one I had in Potosi. BOB5, AUD0.72. I also buy some sugar-coated peanuts for BOB1 and theyâ€™re yummy too. My hotel room is clean, looks much better than it has for days. The band and dancers are in the streets again and this time there are more people around and more dancers. There are also lots of very loud firecrackers; legal in Bolivia.
I want to buy a present for L and I decide to get something like a Teflon coated saucepan.
I go back to the room very tired, particularly my left foot, which has to do extra work these days.