Another adventure on the roads of Bolivia
Well, it seems of late my travels in Bolivia are anything but routine. Monday, the pastor asked me to accompany him to Santa Cruz to help with a presentation on the flooding to a church there that was collecting food and clothing for the victims. So, Monday night, I left with him and another worker from the project who drove us in the project's "camiona" or cargo truck.
I should have known the trip was going to be an ordeal after it started pouring down rain before we even left Trinidad. A big tarp was put over the entire cargo area of the truck (where I was riding), it looked like an army vehicle, but for the most part we were dry inside. The trip was going smoothly enough until we arrived at the town of Pailon at about 5am on Tuesday morning, just under an hour outside of Santa Cruz and there was a blockade preventing vehicles from crossing the one mile bridge there. So, we waited there with other trucks and buses wanting to cross. . .
After about five hours, the pastor and I left the truck and walked across the length of the bridge (with our stuff too) and then we caught a microbus to Santa Cruz and arrived about noon. As it turned out the blockade wasn't resolved until 4pm, so it was a good thing we left. Fortunately though, it did life and the truck was able to make it so we could bring back the donations.
Then yesterday as we were preparing to leave, it began to pour down rain in Santa Cruz. Because of this we had to take extra time to cover everything with tarps and again covered the truck. We had planned to leave at the latest by 9am, but we didn't leave until noon.
On the way back, about halfway into our trip, we stopped for something and then when the guy driving tried to start up the truck, it wouldn't go. The entire electrical system was out. So, the three of us started pushing the truck to get it onto the road and make it start manually (with cargo and everything), but that didn't work. So, we were forced to ask for help from a passing truck driver, who found a bad connection to the battery. Over an hour had passed before we were on our way again. As a result, we didn't arrive back in Trinidad until 1am.
I should have known the trip was going to be an ordeal after it started pouring down rain before we even left Trinidad. A big tarp was put over the entire cargo area of the truck (where I was riding), it looked like an army vehicle, but for the most part we were dry inside. The trip was going smoothly enough until we arrived at the town of Pailon at about 5am on Tuesday morning, just under an hour outside of Santa Cruz and there was a blockade preventing vehicles from crossing the one mile bridge there. So, we waited there with other trucks and buses wanting to cross. . .
After about five hours, the pastor and I left the truck and walked across the length of the bridge (with our stuff too) and then we caught a microbus to Santa Cruz and arrived about noon. As it turned out the blockade wasn't resolved until 4pm, so it was a good thing we left. Fortunately though, it did life and the truck was able to make it so we could bring back the donations.
Then yesterday as we were preparing to leave, it began to pour down rain in Santa Cruz. Because of this we had to take extra time to cover everything with tarps and again covered the truck. We had planned to leave at the latest by 9am, but we didn't leave until noon.
On the way back, about halfway into our trip, we stopped for something and then when the guy driving tried to start up the truck, it wouldn't go. The entire electrical system was out. So, the three of us started pushing the truck to get it onto the road and make it start manually (with cargo and everything), but that didn't work. So, we were forced to ask for help from a passing truck driver, who found a bad connection to the battery. Over an hour had passed before we were on our way again. As a result, we didn't arrive back in Trinidad until 1am.



