Estamos hoy en La Paz, Bolivia. This is a shot from our bloody awesome hotel room. Towards the top there is El Alto - originally sort of a suburb of La Paz, it is now a city of almost a million in its own right. Because it's at the top of the mountains it is also now higher than La Paz.
Semantics, I say - any place that is largely above the treeline, and where breathing gives you a migraine, is high.
This is La Iglesia de San Francisco, or some such name. Sort of at the top end of la Paz, near where we were staying. This was in the news recently - some drunken Argentino climbed up during a festival and killed himself by jumping off. While he was nude. Ahh, good times.
The streets at the top of La Paz. Electricians are busy there, or maybe they're not, given a lot of these jobs look fairly DIY.
The San Pedro Prison, and no, we didn't do a tour - much too gutless for that. Read the book Marching Powder, or just surf the net a bit - very interesting place.
The obligatory local beer photo. Not a bad drop... no, actually, I lie - I can't remember, but it had to have been okay because we didn't have any bad beer on the trip.
A basket of Llama foetuses at the Witches Market. Apparently they're good luck - people buy them to bury under the floor of a new house. Unfortunately, they weren't on a menu anywhere - you'll just have to wait for the fried guinea pig, coming soon.
Finally, I took some shots out the window of the hotel at night and stitched them together. You can sort of see the seam, but you get the idea, right? Oh, yeah, the photo is quite big, give it a sec to open.
Para nuestra aventura siguiente, vamos a la ciudad de Puno, en las orillas del lago Titicaca.
Chao por hoy.
3 comments:
Interesting stuff. From the photo it looks like the prison building does the job of keeping prisoners in - the fence won't.
Sorry, the shot is a little deceptive - we didn't want to just wak up to the gate and take photos - the fence is actually just in the square (the prison is next to the church). The prison is built like most places in SA - all walls on the outside with courtyards in the middle.
They have a fair few festivals, markets, that sort of thing in the square out the front. must be a bit gutting to be locked inside and be able to hear the people outside so close.
So do you have a llama foetus for burying in the backyard of your new place for luck?
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