After a short stretch of time in smaller towns I welcomed the hustle and bustle of this city. It was quite hilly, and combined with the altitude, I find myself getting long-winded quite easily. The stretch of streets composing the Witches’ Market and Artesian Alley make for an interesting walk. The Witches’ Market have talismans for all kinds of situations, and dried llama fetuses that was supposed to be buried in one’s yard for good fortune.
I wonder now what made me like this city so much. Perhaps because after Peru consumed my energy, it was the first city available for me to hang my hat in for a while. I had to force myself to leave La Paz. I was getting too comfortable in my routine and after another afternoon of just sitting in a cafe watching the streets, I thought “If I don’t leave now I will never leave.”
Here are some images that come to mind when I think of La Paz: