Miami

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The flight to La Paz took us to Miami for a 2 hour layover and was an interesting experience as I had not been in the US for nearly three years. Some of the most notable differences were the following:

In a matter of hours, we went from being the richest looking gringos everywhere we went, to the most raggedy looking people in the airport. I hadn't before realized how old and discolored my campo clothes had become and for the first time in a long time, was self conscious about my appearance.

Tiffany and I had lost our ability to speak in English about people right in front of them without their knowing what we were talking about. On several occasions I caught myself from saying inappropriate things in front of service personnel.

On a visit to the bathroom I was forced to throw the TP in the toilet because there was no garbage can. Before flushing I spent a couple of seconds looking at it thinking´no way this is going to work.´ But it did and we caught the plane to La Paz.

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