Passing through La Paz

Passing through La Paz

#OliviaInBolivia

In my country

Hear Ye, Hear Ye, thine Queen hath spoketh.

We went to visit my people, although they spelt Olivia wrong, what’s with the B? We landed in El Alto, a City on the outskirts of La Paz, at the top of the mountains before we descended into the City Centre (a mere 3,600m above sea level). Whereupon we met our host who chuckled at the name Olivia, before declaring it to be a beautiful name.

La Montana and the Market starting to clear

The high altitude and 3rd floor apartment with huge windows gave beautiful views of the mountains and their stunning sunrises (for Andrew) and sunsets (for both of us). The scenery around La Paz and Bolivia in general is truly breath-taking.

First steps on the moon

Our apartment was right in the heart of the city and on the weekends the normal street market exploded into a grand bazaar of a street market. With various vegetables sold, fruit, raw fish and meat (unrefrigerated and with blood slopping into a bucket and spines being pulled out before our eyes...) toys, Coca tea and briny cheese laid upon mats on the ground (The Sanitary department would have a field day…) It was awash with colours and smells, the women wore their native dress. These beautiful woven cloth Ponchos and bowler type hats. On their backs they carry around massive woven cloth made into packs that are about the same size as the women, their shoulders must be very strong.

View of La Paz

On our first day we struggled a little with altitude sickness, as soon as the plane doors opened we both felt slightly breathless and this soon developed into headaches. Luckily they keep a lot of coca tea around (for medicinal purposes of course). Coca is a derivative of the plant that you get cocaine from, but is totally legal and lightly encouraged. You can get it in everything, beer, chocolate, leaves, tea, anything you want really. But remember it’s there to help with the sickness… (A disclaimer, it’s not actually that strong, I don’t think you could get high from it. We tried… for scientific purposes of course…)

Look who was part of the exhibition

On our second day we went to the National Art Museum in La Paz. Where as foreigners we had to pay four times the local price, this seems a common thing in every place but the UK. Within the museum we encountered the local culture’s interactions between good and evil. Initially they believed in three separate entities that ruled the world and influenced their lives. One being was an evil being that lived under the ground and then a good character above as the Sun God and then the mother earth as well. As Christianity started to develop within the culture, bought over by the Spanish missionaries, they began to embrace the theme of good versus evil theme. The Devil became synonymous with the underground character that they paid tribute in order to ward of the evil (and his enlarged manhood, we saw statues that cannot be unseen). The tribute was generally cigarettes, beer, string, food, coca leaves and llama foetuses. They embraced this idea of good triumphing over evil, this led to a series of paintings focusing on the fight between Michael and Lucifer. They even do colourful and noisy festivals focused on Angels and Devils and the triumph of Good over Evil.

Awesome Architecture

Near this museum there were many impressive government and religious buildings. Most had a Baroque/Romance/Classical feel to them that had been brought over by the French Designers and the Spanish Conquistadors. Hanging outside of them was a multi-coloured flag that looked a bit like Elmer the Patchwork Elephant from the children’s stories. If I had created a people, they would be as colourful as the Bolivians.

Lovely Husband

We briefly popped into a Cloth Museum about Bolivian weavings and textiles.  This museum showed all the various micro-cultures that inhabit Bolivia and their different woven outfits and patterns. They also taught us about the spiritual significance of what was woven into the cloth and then wrapped around the wearer. Often the Iconography focused on protection and praise of Mother Earth for the land. The best part was the gift shop which was filled with cloth woven by local artisans in all manners of colours. We were also told the interesting fact that the garden around the museum contained a plant from the local area of each of the ‘tribes’ that had woven for the collection found in the museum.

Mother's Hat moonscape

Our final day in La Paz we took a local bus (a little bit like a minivan) to the moon. Whereupon we saw a massive Star Wars dog (I’m told it is not a dog). We looked around the rocks that resembled a lunar landscape, giving it the name of the Lunar Valley. Whilst we were here Andrew became a somewhat local celebrity appearing on a TV interview about tourism in Bolivia (As part of their name sake I am not allowed to show allegiance to any particular channels, hence forcing me to decline the interview). So if you see him on any Bolivian TV you can tell him off for not saying hi Mum. On the way back we took a rather treacherous bus on the way home. The bus was packed to the brim and they still let us on. They didn’t shut the doors as it was still fairly warm. We were however stood in the entrance as it was driving, nearly dangling precariously out the door. As chance would have it halfway home some people cleared off so we got to move down the bus where Andrew could stick his head out of the emergency hatch, he keeps saying everyone is extremely short here.

The giant space dog

We made it and survived the trip home before setting off on a thankfully larger bus towards Uyuni. We’ll talk about that soon and in the meantime enjoy our pictures.   


La Valle De La Luna

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