I..... can´t...... breathe

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It certainly is the highest city in the world....and you know all about it every time you walk a few steps, or in our case when we had to haul ass .... and our fifty bags half way down the street to the "annex" of the hostel and then up way too many steps.
We did have a nice look around La Paz though, took in some wrestling (in the girls case) or as in mine chilled out and eat and drank!
Patricia and I hit Mercado Negro on Monday to try and stock up for the Inca Trail.......we were expecting a Silk Market like experience.....it couldn't have been more removed. We practically had to beg them to sell us hiking boots and were outright refused when we tried to buy a hoodie! The witches market was more along the Chinese lines, but as I have yet to discover a use for dried frog or llama fetuses I left empty handed!

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