Bolivia

Cracking thunder is a daily sound.  Dried, shrunken, baby alpaca is a normal item for sale. La Paz is highter than Huraz but I can breathe here. I bought some coca leaves from the ¨Witches Market¨and it made my mouth numb. They are still used in Coca Cola. Straight from Bolivia. The market reminded me of the depths of Thailand. Fresh fruit, flowers, herbs, and potatoes every color you can think of.  Covered by umbrellas and watchful eyes on all foreigners (far and few between).  The would be great pictures if it wern´t frowned upon. Even when asked, most said no. 
Juice stands with strawberries, papaya, banana, oranges, and carrots and a blender ready for an order for 4 Bolivianos, less than 50 cents. Tonight I am going to go see Cholitias fighting.  Think of Luche Libre with the traditional Andean women fighing in a ring WWF style.  Tomorrow is a bike ride down ¨the world´s most dangerious road.¨  No worries, I don´t go that crazy when ridding a bicycle :) After that is Huayna Potosi  trek.  Including ice picks, clamp-ons, altitude pills, sachel of coca leaves and 6088meters to conquer!


My camera won´t connect so I´m stealing this picture to all stun and capture you all with Huayna Potosi!