Roadblocks, nasty twisted ankle and grumpiness accompanied me back to Santa Cruz de la Sierra from Samaipata. I missed out on the El Fuerte, a very important ar...
Next morning started quite early and I walked towards the tour office with a brilliant sunrise behind me. On reaching there I found that there were 2 extra peop...
My last morning in Santa Cruz was a difficult one. Loud weekend party noise gave me a restless night and by the time I checked out, all the English speaking peo...
My life in Santa Cruz went around in literal circles. After the initial language barrier problem, moving about the city became smooth and hassle free. The city ...