Get your passport stamped ASAP!!!!
Sorry about the technical difficulties. It seems that the spanish version of blogger.net doesn´t let you delete entries. So for now just assume that we really enjoyed the market. haha. As for the rest of la paz. Well, we have had an interesting little run at Bolivia. As one of our bunk mates in Aguas Calientes said,¨Bolivia is $%%&ing crazy man!!!¨ We entered on foot and did not recieve a passport stamp. After a fun little night, we awoke to major sickness as you already know. Then we took a bus from Copacabana to La Paz. A beautiful trip along the banks of the deep blue waters of Lake Titikala (not kaka, so say the locals). Eric and I were separated for moment when the bus to a rickety ferry across the lake. Great pictures of eric shrugging out the window of the bus while i passed on a passenger boat. Once we arrived things were well, except the worry of our passports. We were afraid we would be stopped and held at the border (probably chile) when we tried to leave. So after the market, we jumped into a collectivo. Imagine a VW bus, packed to the gills with an auctioneer screaming out of the window. ¨San Pedro, Stadium, Cemetario!!!!!¨ We went to the US embassy, hoping to resolve the issue. Eric spoke to a women at the window via telephone, like a cordial visit to the prison. She then told us to dial another number, to connect with the consulate. So via phone eric asks what we can do or more importantly what can THEY do. Well, our tax dollars are well spent. This massive building, high security, and not a single American face or voice offered to help. We were given only directions to the tourist police. So a cab ride later we have filed a report. We need copies, but you have to go get copies. Then another collectivo to immigration. More copies. And now a four hour wait as some unkown bureaucrat decides whether to stamp our passport without fines. We have been told if we didn´t do this, we might be looking at some detention and large fines. So, long story short we are now officially US citizens with valid visas in Bolivia!!! ¿Que onda? Silly, silly, silly. Alas, we can now enjoy this wonderful city in all of its craziness and urban comforts. We are still debating the bike ride, so until then. Nos hablamos. Sus amamos Ustedes.
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SA Trekkers; Glad you got the stamp and sidestepped detention and large fine. Lucky not demand for hefty courtesy. Happened to Mother and me in the old days. Worth avoiding. Thanks for market sights and smells we need. Send more. Hostel roomies sound about true. Keep one eye open and hand on wallet. Atacama on horizon? Once studied critter adaptations to driest spots. Surface to volume reduced in animals and plants, weird moisture collectors, activity economies, tighter surfaces. Bingo…quarter million years in Atacama. Think about it. Every critter’s mother’s mother’s mother…had to last there to reproduction for a buzillion years. That ponder can keep a fella too awake. Sorry about the goat severed connection, about little llama thing and about tiny tarp floppers. Every child’s mother’s mother’s mother…had to last there to reproduction for a buzillion years. It ain’t pretty, but mothers got job done. I practice tonite for October church murder mystery dinner play. Not murder tho, but missing pie. OK. It works. FB Fri. nite, Connor BD swim party Sat. It’s his really big 3.0! Mother weaned kindergarteners from mothers this week. Tough job but most are adults. Keep blog running. Peel it, cook it, or forget it. Dad
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