The Argentinian border came and went without issue.
And entering Argentina means.....
Toilets that work. With paper as well.
Water from the tap that you can drink.
Food that tastes interesting. And does not consist solely of chicken and 'pseudo' rice. ( I am covinced Bolivians fashioned their rice out of chalk).
Hot water systems.
Tarmac roads!
Road signs and other cursory information to assist the traveller.
People over 5' tall.
Showers that don't flow over bare mains wiring.
Although this may sound as though we did not enjoy Bolivia, that is very far from the case. It is just that we appreciate the differences.
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