The other day I was on the minibus to El Alto for work and the guy next to me asked me how much the fare was and also to let him when we reached Plaza San Francisco. It felt strange at first that a man who I presumed initially to be Bolivian would ask me [...][...]
Posts Tagged ‘travelling’
August 14th, 2009 - 2:29 am § in Peru
For the Best Fruit, You Gotta Go Out on a Limb
One of the strangest (and sometimes dangerous) things that happens to me when I travel is that, as soon as I overcome the fear of releasing the comforts of home and board the plane, I magically lose all inhibitions. On my first volunteer trip, to East Africa in 2007, I was newly engaged to be [[...]
