Today we leave Bolivia. Our brief glimpse of the country as we have passed from its northern to southern borders through the high country has revealed many things. Bolivia is where;
The people are very friendly, La Paz is a vibrant city, the air is thin, the alti plano is edgy, the roads are terrible, the tarmac is rare, the weather unnerving, the Salar is so uniquely beautiful, the traditional bands perform 'with enthusiasm', the children and dogs are always playful, the indigenous Aramaya are clearly present and oh so very short, the hats are amusing, the markets good fun, the food is cheap, the food is often 'limited', the rural schools are everywhere (but invariably empty - perhaps the saddest thing of all), El Presidente's image is omnipresent, politics is in the air and sprayed on the walls.
Bolivia is where the world, which for so long and for so many has changed little, is now beginning to change - towards what remains to be seen.
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