It's been a while since I last blogged and I blame road weariness for my malaise. Traveling is hardly routine, for there is the constant need to plan. Bus tickets need to be purchased, hostels contacted, food located, destinations decided, clothes washed, crooks avoided, traffic dodged, companion cajoled, money converted and bathrooms found. Wow, and then throw in a bout of diarrhea and you every excuse not to blog. That's where we found ourselves as we arrived in La Paz, the highest capital in the world at over 12,000 feet. Luckily for our lungs, our bus dropped us off a block away from our hotel Cruz de Los Andes, a nice clean bargain of a place for $26 a night that included a full breakfast. Check in was smooth, so we stashed our stuff and ventured
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