Trip Start Aug 09, 2007
45Trip End Jan 20, 2008
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Still, enough of that. La Paz. Arrived at the hostel early morning. Before 8am. So I had no bed. So I drank coffee. And mate de coca. Until I heard a voice - one of the people I'd been through the Southwest, in a jeep with. I rejoined the group.
La Paz is big. Bigger than anywhere else in Bolivia. With lots of bars and restaurants. And clubs. As part of a group, we went out clubbing. Mongo's. And Orange. I think. It is all a little hazy.
And then walking round the city. The witches market. A bizarre couple of streets in which stalls sell coca leaves, bath salts, potions and dead animals. Wizened, dried small goats. But I also saw a cat - spotted, possibly a jungle cat. Possibly Geoffrey's cat. Which would make Geoffrey very unhappy. And at least one armadillo. Aren't these animals endangered? Yet, they're still killed and sold as part of some half-baked superstition. It doesn't really compare with, for example, taking your son up a mountain to kill him, or flying a plane into a skyscraper, but it's all derived from the same basic inability to distinguish fantasy from reality. Or, to put it more politely, obtaining false positives whilst pattern matching.
Oh well. Also around the Witches Market are more conventional stalls. Selling llama wool ponchos. T-shirts. Generally with Che on them. However, this being Bolivia, you can also buy Evo Morales ones. Including one with the rather splendid Evolucion slogan across it. In any event, a choice of who to display on your T-shirt - Che, Evo or Cannibal Corpse. Woo!
Also, for culture buffs, I've finally managed to see the film "Resident Evil 3". And it's fantastic. A must for all lovers of quality cinema.
On a down note, I seem not to have brought my lead to connect my camera to the pc. Which means I can't put up any photos. And that's all anyone reads this drivel for, anyway. I hope it's back in the hostel. As I rarely take it out of my bag. To have lost it would be most inconvenient...