Blog No.4 (and more than half way through our trip...) After our salt flats experience, we were well and truly into Carnaval fever. In the pretty city of Sucre, with it´s white washed buildings and it´s official status as capital of Bolivia, we never imagined the absolute carnage that lay ahead. Ignorantly, we thought Carnaval was about music, costumes, dancing and a bit of drinking. However, we were forced to arm ourselves with water bombs in order to walk out onto the streets - at any time of day! The tradition is supposedly a gender war, where the boys turn on the girls, and vice versa, with any type of water or foam ammunition. Unfortunately, as a gringo, we were everyone´s target! On one particular night, I went into hiding in the hotel. Dave came back
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