lonely in Cochabamba

After leaving Uyuni; i actually got on the train at 1.20am after lots of french wine, very drunk and awoke at dawn with both rucksacks tied to me squashed beside the window and the fattest bolivian i've met so far; i arrived into Cochabamba mid afternoon and (after a good shower) explored the town, i was impressed. It was small enough to walk around easily with pretty plazas, good shops, colourful markets with tasty food and what looked to be lots of cool studenty type bars, great. The only problem was that in my hotel there were no other guests and as of yet i had met noone else, so that evening i dined alone and again didn't meet anyone. I really enjoy finding places that are not full of other tourists, but none is a bit lonesome after a couple of days.
The following morning i moved hostels in hope of meeting more travellers and had a little walk to some nearby inca ruins (unimpressive ruins but good view, i didn't take enough water and consequently nearly got sunstroke and definate sunburn!! oops). That evening, saturday night in fact i was disappointed not to meet anyone again but the following day whilst deciding where to head for next a guest checked in to the hostel and we began to chat. i'd met Ursula, an english girl with my same dislike for the 'gringo' trail- we decided to celebrate we'd go out for a few drinks that evening and then head on to some lesser visited towns and try to find a canoe to paddle up the river...