6 hours in the airport in Peru, sipping on Inca Cola and eating overpriced salads! So 36 hours later, we are La Paz Bolivia rapping out Kantuta, Celia and Andres about the political climate here and in the US as of late. Wrapped the evening up with coca leaf tea, fresh cheese and meats and a trip to a quaint bar around the corner. The bar reminds me of a spot called Valentines in Portland. They played 80's butt rock all night, and had bottomless popcorn that tasted REAL. Had the traditional Pisco esque mixed drink with Singanni in place of the Pisco. Tasted mildly amazing. On the glide home, ran into a really dope love note on a telephone pole. Dude was basically spilling his regret of not marrying this chick when he had the chance. Guess someone else swept her up! Guys, take it as a lesson! Posting a few pics from the past couple of traveling days. Until next time...
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