The oh so perfect bus trip.

Well as a continuation to my last post on how wonderful my bus trip was and all my connections worked also continued....I left the internet cafe, got a nice cabbie and we chatted to where I need to catch my bus, got my bus ticket and got on. I had wanted a window seat (since there my favorite of course) but the bus was full expect for the back seat which I didnt want. the bus left shortly after completely full expect the person who was supposed to be beside me didnt show up to I got my window seat. With my nose out the window and fresh air blowing in my hair I rememeber my dear freind Raelene´s and mine "oh so perfect gift" Day I wont go into the story but if you want to hear it ask her, Basically if it seems to good to be true....IT IS!
So our bus pulls to a stop and the bus driver says something I don´t understand and everyone starts filling off...He startes starts re-funding some of our money and the people start walking....I had heard and read about the political insatablity before I came, but I never experienced it. My teacher from before told me because of carnival the protests stop since every one is more concerned with drinking, dancing, and playing music (and throwing water) than politicals.
So I put on my back pack take in cue and start walking....I asked a local guy about it and he said oh....its just a road block and well probley have to walk maybe 3 miles....SO we walk and talk (in my bad spanish of course) We came to the first road block...with was basically a few dump trucks of rocks blocking the road. We climb over that and contiune walking for about 20 mintues. Their was also a couple from Argentina who was going to the same place so we walked together and after some time had passed; a car offering to drive us to the next blockage came. So we hoped in and saved our selves about 2Km´s. Where the next dump truck loads of rocks, gravel, and soil were across the road. So we pass this and look up the mountain ahead and all you can see is trucks and buses for miles stopped. The local drivers had strung hamocks between there semi and were sleeping. We start our accent up the hill. After about another half a K the argentine man switch back packs with me, which was a god send. Since I had al ready been walking for so long and my pack looks like a small house and it was about +25 out....So we walk, and walk, and once we got about half way up and past all the cars we stopped to rest and to try to flag down drivers to take us. However since its the people who did the barrcades no one will pick you up and take you past the blockages. So we walk more, and more, and about 4 hours later we get to the top of the mountain where the next blockage is. They talked to the people and got permission for the 4 of us to pass and we got in a car. And then began the video game worthy car ride...There wasnt any more actual blockages (expect for one that people had moved enough to pass over) All over the curving mountain road was suddenly large rocks, trees, tires, really anything that the people could find on the sides to put on the road. So after about 3 hours of hair raising driving we get to a little past where we wanted to go, and the taxi asks for 10 bs more from each of us (which isnt bad considering that we had only paid about 75cent for the 3 hours and 10 more is just over a dollar)
We were going to pay him and ask him to take us where we wanted to go gave him a 50 and thinking he was going to come back with change, him and his mother ran into the car and sprayed us with rocks as they took off. We got some food the couple went camping and I continued going...and literaly kept on going, Passing the actual village that I was going to work at, but extrenous cercumstances keep preventing me, I decided that I am going to the park that when I had looked into it i was orginally going to go.
So here I am back in the same city that I started my adventures in. The two parks I had debated between are run by the same company:Inti Wara Yassi. One, Villa Tunari, is located in an actual little town, with everything. I decided on going to that one when I landed since I didnt want to be in the jungle with nothing and the road there seemed harder.
But, after sooooo much hardship turing to get to the "easier" park, I figured I might as well go to the other one. Plus I had meet other travellers who had gone to villa tunari and who were going, but no one was going to this one, so I figured they might need the help more.
So I will spend one more day here, recovering from what I think is just some heat stroke from my walk yesterday, than I head to the jungle.