Day 25 - Uyuni
After a terrible nights sleep we all piled back into the 4x4´s and headed back to Uyuni stopping off at a really cool volcanic rock formation and a lagoon on the way. Once back in Uyuni everyone rushed to have a warm shower to try and warm up and spent the rest of the day trying to get some decent sleep. After dinner in a really tasty pizza resturant most of us went back to the extremely fun pub for a couple of drinks. It was extremely fun with a lot of silly drinks and glasses to drink from.
Day 26 - Potosi
Most of the day was spent travelling to Potosi trough some awesome country side and at times travelling on something that was very reminisant of the death road with a huge drop to one side. In the evening we went to one of the worst resturants ever. The food took over two hours to arrive and when it did dave´s burger was stone cold. The waiter also gave us the most evil look ever when we dared to ask for ketchup... After the meal we were all pretty tired so decided to stay in and watch a movie in our hotel before heading off to bed.
Day 27 - Sucre
There was an option to take a tour of the local mines during the day but not really wanting to pay to go into a dark hole with a very questionable safety record i decided to give it a miss. Instead me and rob spent the day exploring the city. We saw soem cool churches and relaxed in a local park. In the evening we got a bus to Sucre and checked into our new hotel, a 4 star old colonial hotel which was awesome. In the evening we went out for dinner in a place that was also half bar/club. They had 2 4 1 on pints while the South American Cup was on so it worked out around 40p a pint... After dinner we headed upstairs to the club area which was pretty cool having everyone there. We then went to kareokee and a different club with various people dropping out along the way (in age order).
Day 28 - Sucre
Despite everyone feeling pretty worse for wear a few of us went out for a tour of the town at 10. It was realy cool having palces significance explained ot you and the stories behing it rather than just thinking thats a nice statue. After see all the cultural stuff we went to the markets and got some awesome fruit smoothies and chorizo sandwhiches. After returning to the hotel to check out how everyone elses hangovers were doing me and matt went back into town to get a haircut. Due to a bet i had lost i had to get a mohawk done. Going to a place that didn´t speak spanish probably wasn´t a great idea and it came out kind of retarded (even more so than a mohawk usually is) It is made worse by the fact you can now see then tan lines on my head where my hair used to be. I´ve also got a beard based tan line so will have to make sure i keep on top of cutting it in future. Hopefully it will be gone by the end of the holiday...
In the evening i headed out to an mma club id found during the day (sorry mum). They started off by making me run up and down 8 flights of stairs 25 times followed by ridiculous amounts of burpees and press-ups. I was absolutely dead, it would have been awful if done at sea level let alone 3000m. After that it turned into a sort of karate class with stupid stances and flicky kicks but atleast it gave me a chance to recover a little. Then we got on to sparring, tappy head shots but hard as you like body shots. I was pitted against their best black belt in order to prove a point i suppose. I thought we just go pretty light but he was really going hard. He didn´t really know how to block leg kicks and after a couple of minutes of turning his leaad leg to jelly i eventually dropped him with a body shot. I was pretty proud that there attempt at hazing had kinda backfired and the instructor didn´t look best pleased that his best guy had been beaten by the new guy. He paired himself with me and we started sparring again. I thought that seeing as it was the instructor and he had atleast 25kg on me we would be going light. Apparently not. I spent the most of the round running away and holding on not wanting to piss him off too much. Next came the grappling section, thank god.
I was pitted against their best guy again, they never learn. We were given the small mma gloves and said it was Vale Tudo "anything goes" for 1x5min round. He came out swinging but i ducked under and picked him up for a huge slam. He tapped out to the slam and had to take a couple of minutes to regain his breath. score 1 me. When we restarted it turned into a pretty one sided beat down with me submitting him 6 times in 5 minutes including 3 guillotines in a row and a mclovin-oplata. They had practically no idea what they were doing. It was then turned into winner stays on. I submitted the entire club (12 people and both instructors) in a row with the same submission. I was absolutely exausted but felt pretty awesome that their attempt to amke a fool of me had backfired so horribly. I spent the rest of the session teaching them the most basic submissions and at the end got a speach dedicated to my awesomeness by the instructor (or atleast thats what i think it was, it was all in spanish). I now realise that despite seeing some absolutely incredible places over the last couple of days the thing i´ve written the most about is my one session of mma, i need to sort my priorities out.
After the MMA i headed back to the hotel for a quick nap before we all went out to a club where our tour leader was guest DJ´íng. It was a really good night.
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