Day 34: Back to Cochabamba – The Unbelievable Story of my Lost Phone And a Catholic Festival 

It was about time to leave amazing Torotoro and to return to Cochabamba to get the last parts of my motorbike figured out. Just before leaving the town I tried to ask an old woman for directions who was sitting on a wall. “Cochabamba, a qui?”, pointing with my hand to the direction of the road […]