Yavi is just 15 minutes far from La Quiaca but going there was not as easy as we thought. At 6 in the evening no bus, no train, no taxi, no "coche" (short distance taxi), nothing could bring us there. We kept asking around for some tips: fruitless! Shall we go on foot? We had no clue what way to go (travelling without a map!!) until a man waved at us from his car and shouted: "Yavi!!" as if he guessed our embarassment. This father of three children was heading to Yavi anyway as he lived there with his family. He suggested to give us a lift and bring us back to La Quiaca for a few pesos. We happily accepted and crowded into the car next to the children and the angry wife... Yavi is peaceful, timeless, charming. Very interesting architecture (unique in the area) since adobe attractive houses with straw, clay and brick roofs give to the village its particular appeal. The 1540 (!) ancient church almost looks like the one in Uquia. White and elegant facade, golden and mysterious heart. On the way back, the twilight landscapes were simply stunning.
We enjoyed La Quiaca for a few more hours and waited for the last bus to Salta. Later, while all the passengers were having some sleep, the police brutaly entered the bus in the middle of the night (aroung 4am) and asked everyone to get off the vehicule with his personnal belongings. Luggage in the street, confusion in the air, passports ready, it suddenly turned into a military dictatorship. We never knew the purpose of this arrest but we surely noticed bolivian stamps were not welcomed!! Just a small bridge between the two countries and... a large disdain?
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