The flight to Santa Cruz was very straight forward i was disappointed / relieved to discover. I was called a military airline but looked and felt like a commercial one. The only difference was that there was no security procedures, no x-rays or searches, nothing! In the west we can learn from that, as it meant that queues were none existent.
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The spot where Che´s luck ran out |
It only took a 30 minute flight to get well and truely off the Gringo trail. I got into the city, and found there was no tourists, no tourist facilities and so consequently nothing to do. Santa Cruz is a big commercial hub, an attractive looking city that felt nothing like the rest of Bolivia. The chaos in the streets was absent, it didn´t look like a Bolivian town, it is obviously affluent and even the people looked different - more Brazilian than Indian.
I decided very quickly to head to Saimapata, a town a few hours away that i had heard you could book
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Laundry table Che´s body was displayed |
trips to the nearby Amboro National Park. I went out to eat and bumped into an unfortunate Irish girl (the only other tourist i met) who had been stuck there a week waiting for a road north to open.
The next day i took the Sucre bus which stopped in Samapaita on the way. I justified my decision to fly the reverse route because the bus was in an atrocious condition, seats missing etc, and the window next to me was stuck open so i was happy i wasn´t having to spend 15 hours on it heading all the way to Sucre.
Samaipata was a lovely little town, but i had the same problem that there wasn´t any tourists. Tours to the
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Site of Che grave next to Vallegrande airfield |
park would have run only for my benefit and cost 100GBP a day in spanish only, which i didn´t want to do. The only tour running the next day (i tried every agency) was a Che Guevara tour. Che spent his last days in southern Bolivia running from the CIA (who didn´t want him overthrowing South American governments as he had done in Cuba) and Bolivian army before being caught and executed for treason. I had the t-shirt a while ago and have read a couple of books by him, so i am pretty interested in him.
It was an expensive and a long day but very interesting. We visited the canyon where he was chased and
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Site Che was executed
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caught (large memorial marks the spot), the old school building he was executed along with a couple of comrades (full of messages down with imperialism / long live che / love letters to him from confused angry teens etc etc) and the grave where he was dumped anonymously in a military airfield along with several others before being exhumed 30 years later by a Cuban delegation.
There was a German guy with us called Stephan. I had discussed with him on the way my admiration for Germans and the way they travel so extensively so wasn´t surprised that the only other tourist in Samaipata was German, so imagine my amusement when i found out a girl named Tanya buried alongside Che was second generation German...........see! they get everywhere even south american revolutionary groups..........
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