Samaipata in Bolivia
Bolivia,  History,  South America

Samaipata: Finding Our Happy Place 

You know how it works. Places are never quite how you picture them to be: some places exceed expectations, some don’t quite get there, some turn out to be completely different from how you imagine, one way or another. It’s quite rare that somewhere is precisely what you were hoping for, and is the perfect setting for the next part of your travel plan. Samaipata is exactly that.

Samaipata Plaza, Bolivia
Samaipata Plaza
Samaipata Plaza, Bolivia
Samaipata Plaza
Samaipata, town hall, Bolivia
Samaipata

We pictured as our last destination on this fabulous journey a quiet, peaceful village surrounded by beautiful scenery, maybe an apartment with fabulous views, where we could relax and enjoy our last few days, maybe meet a few people, become, albeit briefly, part of village life. Samaipata could not fit those hopes more perfectly, this is exactly where we wanted to be to draw a relaxing line at the end of this amazing and stimulating adventure. 

Streets of Samaipata in Bolivia
Samaipata
Streets of Samaipata in Bolivia
Samaipata
Streets of Samaipata in Bolivia
Samaipata
Streets of Samaipata in Bolivia
Samaipata

“If you want to get to know everyone, just go for beer or wine at Boheme”, our host Andres had said on our arrival, “Kirsty will introduce you to everybody”. Kirsty has one of those enviable travel stories, her and her husband part way through travelling the world when they rocked up in Samaipata…and stayed for ever when given the opportunity to take over the local bar. As Kirsty herself puts it, “two drunken Australians taking over a bar, what could possibly go wrong there?”.

Well seemingly not much has gone wrong. Boheme is the centre of Samaipata life, full of chatter by day, full of verve by night.

Boheme bar in Samaipata, Bolivia
Samaipata
Cafe 1900  Samaipata, Bolivia
Samaipata
Cafe Tango in  Samaipata, Bolivia
Samaipata

Being here in this village is everything we hoped it would be. Peaceful, tranquil, clean and clear air, gorgeous little village, amazing apartment set in beautiful gardens, colourful birds visiting the feeders, clear blue skies and unbroken sunshine. The kind of place where you order lunch and, next thing, restaurant staff are speeding to the market on their moped to buy the ingredients for your meal. Don’t you just love that. Samaipata is without doubt our happy place, the perfect final chill place on this journey which has been so full of excitement and adventure. 

Streets of Samaipata, Bolivia
Samaipata
Streets of Samaipata, Bolivia
Samaipata
Streets of Samaipata, Bolivia
Samaipata
Another quaint cafe in Samaipata, Bolivia
Samaipata

Of course, we take the one excursion out of the village which is de rigeur here, up to El Fuerte (the fort) high up on the hills above the village. Despite its name, El Fuerte wasn’t any kind of fortress until the Spanish arrived and enhanced what was already there. In its previous guises it had been an Inca settlement, including temples, and, evidenced by artefacts found within its walls, an important trading post. Archeological examination suggests that El Fuerte was abandoned by the Incas whilst still partly under construction, probably as the Spanish arrived. Our walk along the trail around the site is as notable for the fabulous views as it is for the site itself.

El Fuerte, Samaipata, Bolivia
El Fuerte
El Fuerte, Samaipata, Bolivia
El Fuerte
El Fuerte, Samaipata, Bolivia
El Fuerte
El Fuerte, Samaipata, Bolivia
El Fuerte

But for once there’s no great adventures or unusual experiences here, just a beautifully peaceful few days to bring the trip to a close. We take a couple of modest uphill hikes to gain views across the village, buy trinkets from the stall holders and some artwork from Leo the local artist, but really Samaipata is the “great unwind” after weeks of adventure, and with its calm and charm, it’s just the perfect place for it. 

View from El Fuerte, Samaipata, Bolivia
Views from El Fuerte
View from El Fuerte, Samaipata, Bolivia
Views from El Fuerte

In the hills above the town there are some seriously nice properties, large secluded houses with outdoor lounges and pools, most of them looking like empty second homes. As the weekend unfolds, weekenders arrive in the village in their 4x4s, Samapaita is clearly a weekend getaway for those who can afford it.

This incredible journey is coming to a close. Never before have we seen desert dunes, Amazon rainforest, sweltering temperatures and minus 15 all on one journey – let alone a journey which took us to the mysteries of the Nasca lines, under the ground into a mine, three weeks at high altitude, to the summit of Rainbow Mountain, to the joy of Machu Picchu and the Sacred Valley…..well, the list could go on. Even experienced our first earthquake. It’s been an incredible voyage and one which has convinced us that South America is, for us, unfinished business.

From Samaipata we will commence the long journey home; first to Santa Cruz de la Sierra for a night in a hotel close to the airport, then flights home via Madrid. And so will end this most exciting and stimulating of journeys through two truly amazing countries.

Our beautiful house in Samaipata, Bolivia
Our house & garden in Samaipata
View from our house in Samaipata, Bolivia
View from our apartment

I close my eyes, feeling the warm sun on my face and listening to the gentle sounds of Sunday morning in a sleepy village. The scent of lavender drifts up from the gardens beneath us, the chirruping of birds provides a gentle soundtrack to the peaceful morning. It’s the time of day when the crowing of cockerels starts to give way to the barking of dogs. Somewhere in the distance a radio plays, its sounds all but smothered by the sounds of nature. Every few minutes a large black raptor circles above, ominously eyeing up potential victims in the colourful crowd around the garden feeders, its silent flight perfect for this tranquil morning. Our balcony is in full sun until around noon, with the inevitable consequence that each of our Samaipata days has been defined by a slow start. It’s heaven sitting here, feeling the sunshine and hearing these sounds, so utterly relaxing that it’s hard to believe that tomorrow morning we’ll be loading the backpacks and leaving here, let alone that we will be heading home. When I open my eyes again, Michaela is looking at me. We exchange a look, knowing that this has been one of our very best adventures to date. A magical journey with so many wonderful memories…..

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