If you are what you eat, then for the five days between Salar de Coipasa and Oruro, I was mostly crackers.
Read MoreUhhh...What Country Are We In?
Really there had never been much of a plan. Still, plan or no plan, it is good to know what country you are in. You want to avoid having to search out a village to ask "uhhhh... what country are we in". Trust us, we know.
Read MoreViva the Frogs of Lago Titicaca
At the end of each day of searching, when I close my eyes, I see frogs. I see frogs hovering on rocks in a jail of aquatic grasses. I see frogs in shades of grays, browns, and blacks, decorated with spots until each is unique. I see frogs kicking off to escape my looming shadow, their pleated skin billowing like the waves I still feel rocking me.
Read MoreDia del Peton aka Paradise
People took to the streets with their walking shoes and bikes. They walked in the middle of the road. They biked where ever they pleased. Kids on push bikes scuttled along, winding around median dividers, zigzagging like stray soccer balls up and down the streets.
Read More18 weeks in 18 photos
Well, I am starting this blog four months into my travels. And while better late than never might be true, the idea of catching everyone on up to speed is a bit daunting.
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