Its a Small World After All

Its a small world, after all.
I was sitting in the lobby of our hostel in La Paz when I suddenly saw Emily McCain walk down the stairs! I knew she was in this part of the world, but neither one of us was supposed to be in La Paz at the time. Who would have guessed we´d end up in the same hostel!

Emily was just another familiarity to add to the rest of the comforts of La Paz: touristy shops, Israeli food, supermarcados, paved roads. Seeing her made me realize why Ive been so uncomfortable in the city. She made me realize that familiarity has become, well, unfamiliar.
Today is the official marker of ¨one month left¨ in Bolivia. AH! What am I going to do when I have to stay in one place? When everything is familiar? I guess I will have to cross that bridge when I get there.

We bought bus tickets to Guanay today. Simply getting to the bus terminal was an adventure in itself, due to the protests in the streets and the dynamite being set off in demonstration. Tomorrow morning we will leave La Paz and finally head into the Amazon! The Amazon is a jungle that remains unfamiliar to even those who live there. It is so dense, and it hides so much. I cant wait to explore a bit of it!