Our bus ride from La Paz to Potosi was a once in a life time opportunity… one of those ‘learning type opportunities’ that you slot under useful experiences in the back of your mind, should you ever be in the same space again… to ensure you make different decisions next time.
It was a night bus, and our hostel in La Paz (Wild Rovers) had booked the bus tickets for us. Given the cost of the ticket, I assumed they had booked us onto an El Dorado bus, or some other favourable bus company with pricier tickets. Not so much. Wild Rovers booked us with the shittiest bus company available, which would have been fine had they not charged us five times the amount of El Dorado (the most expensive bus company). Lesson learnt: go-to-bus-station-and-book-own bus-ticket-in-the-future-do-not-trust-hostel. But, it did give me a great story. So, let me tell you that story….