Oruro â€“ facing some local demonstrations
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Gosh, what a night. I didnâ€™t get that much sleep and felt still damn sleepy and tired when the train arrived in Oruro. At least that two annoying guys sitting behind us got drunk during the night and fell asleep as well. Me and Dan grabbed our backpacks and headed out the waggon to get some fresh air. The sun blended me a bit and the slightly cold air hit my nose. At least it woke me up. We were looking around and suddenly we discovered Pavel and Marian, they were together with Miguel and Adriana. As our Bolivian friends were continuing further to Cochabamba it was time to say goodbye.
Oruro, a of 216.
For us Oruro was just a hub to get further to Chile. First of all we had to organize the transportation. In the bus terminal we started to ask around by the several bus agencies that had their desks here. According to our experience even if we found a company going to our destination it was worth it to invest a bit of time and keep on looking. Maybe the next one would offer the same destination much cheaper. After a bit of investigation we did our choice and booked our tickets by a young local girl.
We still had some 2-3 hours left till the departure of the bus, a good opportunity if there is something to see in Oruro.
Unfortunately the way from the bus station to the center didnâ€™t change the first impression we got from the city. And on top of that we got into a demostration...thanks god it seemed to be a peaceful one. I guess the main reason was that this was a pro-governmental demonstration. The people were protesting against a possible division of Bolivia as its biggest part Santa Cruz was rebelling against the solcialist president Evo Morales whoâ€™s a good friend of Hugo Chavez in Venezuela.
We got to the â€žPlaza 10 de febreroâ€ś which seemed to be something like the main square and looked for some place to get some food. To be honest, I donâ€™t know i fit was because of the demonstration, but it took us a while. Suddenly we found a reastaurant where we got at least some local sandwiches. After this refreshment we stepped out in the street again. There didnâ€™t seem to be anything really interesting so we decided to get back to the bus station. This time we decided to take a taxi, they were pretty cheap here anyway.
Back in the station we still had asome time left, so we used it to buy some water and some food for the trip.
We were on the road again heading to the 3rd country during our trip...Chile. The countryside around us looked stunning. The more we were approaching the border the more mountains we could see, some of them even with snowy peaks. And then there it was, the bolivian-chilean border. Passing the bolivian control was smooth and uncomplicated but at that point we had no idea what expected us from the border control of Chile.