La Paz is a very special place. It is the highest capital in the
world. The city is like a gravy bowl that has overflowed the rim.
Nowadays half of the city is at 4000m on the plane. We are staying at
an older part of the city on the side of the bowl. Our room measures in
at 3734m(12250ft). Every outing is an adventure in ascending and
descending. The good thing is that there is MUCH street life to look
at. John's conclusion is that whole city is one big market; at least in
the atmospheric indigenous squares that we mostly move around in.
This is our third day in La Paz. I can just see myself going through the acclimatization process. Each day I breath easier and my head hurts less; each night sleep is less restless. My hypochondriac self no longer wonders that I may not wake up from my sleep on night.
La Paz - The Downtown - from Killi Killi Mirador.
La Paz - The Stadium - from Killi Killi Mirador.
Looking down the Graneros Street Mercado.
Calle Zolilo Flores becomes a market on Saturday with temporary shops as far as the eye can see.
Setting up the shoe shop.
Sun-Ling bargaining at a market stall.
And a tasty lunch at Namaste vegetarian restaurant.
This is our third day in La Paz. I can just see myself going through the acclimatization process. Each day I breath easier and my head hurts less; each night sleep is less restless. My hypochondriac self no longer wonders that I may not wake up from my sleep on night.
La Paz - The Downtown - from Killi Killi Mirador.
La Paz - The Stadium - from Killi Killi Mirador.
Looking down the Graneros Street Mercado.
Calle Zolilo Flores becomes a market on Saturday with temporary shops as far as the eye can see.
Setting up the shoe shop.
Sun-Ling bargaining at a market stall.
And a tasty lunch at Namaste vegetarian restaurant.
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