June Donaldson and Edward Garry live at an altitude of 2,600 metres in Mosoj Llajta, Yotala, 20 minutes from the colonial city of Sucre in Bolivia, South America. Using earth and stones from the land, we have sculpted beautiful buildings which compliment the high desert landscape and incorporate creative and innovative elements of design.

We have designed a high quality hotel in Sucre for guests who want to get off the treadmill of travelling from city to city in South America. At Sky Hacienda you can dictate your own timing and choose how to enjoy your stay, whether it is doing very little or exploring the best that the Andes in Bolivia has to offer.

29 September 2009


This extract of Bolivian 'culture' was lifted from the Times newspaper and is acknowledged at the end of the article. The photos were obtained from Google images and I am grateful to those who took them.

If anyone is thinking of coming to Bolivia and landing in La Paz and is interested in experiencing femail wrestling, let me know and I'll join you............

A newly popular entertainment in '90s La Paz saw some unique contenders…

“Condor Rosa was 5’1” to my 6’3”, 7 stone to my 16. I was 26, a karate black belt and a champion kick-boxer. She was 47, an Aymara mother-of-six in full traditional dress – two long black pigtails under a bowler hat and oceans of coloured petticoats, with an over-cape of black (presumably condor) feathers.

"I smiled to say 'Don’t worry!' – and she punched me squarely in the throat, jabbed both thumbs in my eyes, then stamped hard on my instep and head-butted me flush on the chin.

"As I went down, half-blind and gagging, she slammed an elbow across my cheekbone. Then she started climbing the ropes for a full-on body slam.

"I rolled out of range and staggered up. I was nearly vomiting, had blurred vision, my head was ringing, and my tongue bitten through and bloody. Condor Rosa climbed off the ropes and, without thinking, on pure instinct, I threw a hard left and right: bang, BANG!

"Her eyes rolled up to the whites, her bowler hat flew over the top rope and she hit the canvas spread-eagled in a perfect crucifix.

"There was total silence in the room for about ten seconds. Then someone threw a bottle (Ay! Ay! Ay!), and Dave shouted, 'Time to go!'”

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24 September 2009


We left for Chile in Todobien, excited to have a vehicle that had been checked over and in good running order. Our excitement evaporated a couple of hours into the trip when we overheated. Then we overheated again. By the time we got to Potosi, we knew we had to find a mechanic. He confirmed that the thermostat was shot, but said we didn't really need it anyway, removed it and off we went. Ok for a little while, then regular overheating all the way to the border. We had to find a mechanic again in our first stop in Chile as our turbo was playing up, and by the time we got to Arequipe we knew we had to put Todobien in for some major surgery. They did the best they could, and after 3 days and $300 US mas o menos we decided to rename our minibus Dolores (dolor = pain in spanish). We still have to fill her up with water once a day just to get to and from the land, but she carries a few workers and we have decided to treat her like the old lady she is and not take her too far from home.