So after saying goodbye to our llama friends in Copacabana,
we got on the most awesome bus to La Paz for some high altitude fun.
this involved going to El Alto, the Aymara capital of the world that sits on top of La Paz. They have a second hand clothes market where all manner of treats can be found...they get all the clothes that Americans put in their salvation army bins so Dave managed to buy some quality "I love Michigan´s trout farms" style t-shirts!
La Paz was crazy, and a bit like hard work beacuse of the altitude and pollution and general hostitlity. so we drank ourselves silly with some friends and watched Avatar. Yeah! Culture!
We did however get to see some quality wrestling in an old gym that harked back to buggery scenes in Nazi films.
Not all was bad though. Look at this fun bus we saw!
And this carton of Aids we drank!
We got the hell outta there and went South instead, where the sun shines, they eat meat 12 times a day and where Butch Cassidy actually died. no joke of a lie. The countryside is amazing, full of red rocks and catci...
and banditos like this one.
We went horse trekking for 2 days and stayed in a tiny village in the canyon. These children loved Dave´s armpit farting. So much so that they made him do it for around 3 hours, til he got a rash.
didnt stop him posing for this cool photo though.
we thought we were having more fun than anyone could possibly have, then we found sepia and actually went back in time.
After coming back to 2010 with really sore bums, we went to a place called Tarija and swam in a river with some small boys. It only smelt like poo a little bit.
After working up an appetite in the river, Dave decided to eat a whole separate table´s worth of meat as we were on the Argentine border and they know how to live.
Then it was Carnaval time! Hurrah!
Every single person was armed with some kind of water based projectile or armament. The old ladies would give you the occasional cheeky squirt but it was kids like this gordito that you had to watch out for. Those Super Soakers pack quite a punch.
So we armed ourselves and headed out to the wet sunny battlefield that was the main avenue. Some more prepared than others.....
Within about 5 minutes we ended up like this.
Nonetheless, we drank 1 pound bottles of wine and watched a series of bizarre floats float past.
The Argentine transvestites took a particular fancy to Dave, shouting "Gringo Gringo!" and pulling him out into the parade route before dancing him down the street for 5 minutes. Much to the delight of all.
Carnaval ended and we went on our merry way, and after two breakdowns and a landslide we made it to our next destination, only 2 days late!
Missing everyone lots and lots, all our love, sophie and davexxxx.
