July 26, 2016: Tiwanaku, Aliens in Ancient Bolivia, and the Ruins of an Old World

Author Charles C. Mann has called Tiwanaku a combination of the Vatican and Disney World, and he may be spot on in that description.  Just check out the stone megaphones for working the massive crowds of pilgrims that, in pre-Inca times, once trekked here to pay their dues, or the 25 foot tall megalithic being recovered from the ruins here, only to spend decades as a target for beer bottles in front of La Paz’s soccer stadium, rescued only when he achieved UNESCO statues along with the rest of Tiwanaku.  Now that is religious entertainment…. Continue reading “July 26, 2016: Tiwanaku, Aliens in Ancient Bolivia, and the Ruins of an Old World”

July 25, 2016: It’s a Long Way Down… THE DEATH ROAD!

There was nothing deep about today…  except the steep canyon, its greedy mouth open wide to my left hand side.  My mountain bike skids in the dust, but I’m alright.  It’s just the Death Road..

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July 24, 2016: Cable Cars, Folk Masks, and Fighting Cholitas

This morning, I woke up on the bus from Potosi, just as we entered La Paz, and two million little lights called out in the darkness to welcome me.  I was going to spend this day with the city. Continue reading “July 24, 2016: Cable Cars, Folk Masks, and Fighting Cholitas”

July 23, 2016: An Offering for Tio

Inside the mines of Potosi, it is hot and the air is thick with silica and other particulate that will leave you with a nasty set of respiratory disorders if you stay here a few years. I’m just visiting to the morning, but it is telling that the guys who work here seem to be firmly between the ages of 18 and 35 or so. You don’t get old doing this job. Continue reading “July 23, 2016: An Offering for Tio”

July 21, 2016: The Uyuni Salt Flats

I’ve seen many incredible things, all over the world and not so far from home.  Things that have left me at a loss for words, and things that have set me writing pages and pages. Continue reading “July 21, 2016: The Uyuni Salt Flats”

July 15, 2016: The Lake at the Top of the World

I spent last night on the floor of Lima’s Jorge Chavez International Airport.  Now that Jasmine has gone home, I’ve pretty much given up on all of those silly frills and perks that girls like, like beds or showers.   Continue reading “July 15, 2016: The Lake at the Top of the World”