La Paz. Took my breath away. Not altitude. Okay with that. But the sheer raw physical beauty. Ayn Rand. City founded in 1548. Now a cosmopolitan 3 million plus.
Journey over here was okay. Despite American Airlines. Only thing was the mosquito spray leaked onto my poor toothbrush. Would have been thrilled to walk around with an open gaping mouth but no mosquitoes here. So.
The moon valley park was other worldly. Stalagmites. The pigeons in Plaza Murillo were unstoppable. The city is filled with surprises, may it be culture or art or just the people, who are very friendly.
Last stop was the Witches’ market. Saw the cigarette on the mouth, and down the aisle the “nature” herb called Viagra.
On that note.