Central Bolivia


Arriving from Brazil, our train ride was on the so called “death train” that crosses the Pantanal. I quibbled, the “death train” because after an hour of bouncing (the train was built on the undulating ground of the Pantanal) an acceptable option is to kill yourself. After 13 hours, to add to the surreal we were entertained by “Meet the Frockers” (seriously?). On arriving in Santa Cruz (mid-Bolivia) the civil unrest that started in La Paz was threatening Santa Cruz, too. Our hotel room was excellent but exceeded by the warm and (yes!) loving staff. Crying when we left was excessive in our world, sadly. I think of them with fondness to this day.