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Illimani dominates the city of La Paz. |
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New meets old in downtown La Paz. |
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Street market. The two gringos are Jim and Andrew. |
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Visit to the coca museum (coca yes, cocaine no). |
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Plaza Murillo. An official function requires playing the national anthem during which traffic stops dead in its tracks. |
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Bolivian power distribution system. |
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Store selling pure alcohol by the gallon. |
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Witches' market. Dried llama fetuses (to be burried under newly constructed buildings). |
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Our bus in front of our hotel on the Plaza di Mariscal Sucre. |
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The fiesta di San Pedro is taking place on our last day in Bolivia. View from our hotel room. |
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