Riding down the main street of Sucre on a motorbike.
Sun setting through the colonades of the lookout plaza.
Bolivian mother carries her child in the common way in a cloth on her back.
Four Days in La Paz – A Photo Journal
Many things happened in La Paz. Serving the homeless with food, helping Mission Adulam with their communication needs, shopping for various items in the crowded markets, and working out my way back and forth from El Alto on top of the hill to La Paz in the crater below. These photos tell just a small part of the story of what happened.
The lights of the city of La Paz at night.
Going to church on Sunday with the boys staying at the boys home required us to descend in the clouds to the motorway.
At church in La Paz on Sunday morning.
I just happened to be in the plaza to see the change of guards at the main government house.
Wet, but not raining, we travel down the main street of town after watching the movie Ice Age 2 as a group.
Part of the view from Fineke’s apartment in the centre of La Paz city.
Looking down a street in El Alto, where I was staying.
A view from inside the 4wd as we feed the homeless and street kids in El Alto, La Paz.
Two of the guys gather up as many dogs as they can and ask for a photo of their “friends.”
Gathering data on each of the people that come for food, to help serve them better in the future.
A drunk man enjoys his food before wanding over to chat with me until we leave.
One of the victims of the circumstances of her parents.
Moving through the markets in search of more people needing food.
A customer waits on a chair for the work to be done.
These sheds house a lot of witches and some businesses.
A young boy sees my camera and points excitedly at it as we drive slowly past.
Dried foeteses of animals and many other items for witches are for sale in this heavily populated witch area.
A woman being attended by one of dozens of boot makers in their tiny shops.
Each bootmaker has the same setup with their special sewing machine that can work on any heavy materials.
Looking out over the mountainsides of La Paz city.
On the last day I get to see the famous snow covered mountains that sit behind the city of La Paz.
Looking down one of the steep streets of La Paz from the car I was travelling in.
Many children and babies are carried around in carts which are also used to move their shops and items for sale around.
Photo Visit of Tarija
Here are another series of photos of the city of Tarija, taken during the first day of the transport strikes.
A man works on preparing more goods to sell in his street-side shop.
Old buses like these are very common here in Bolivia.
Flowers and Insects of Cochabamba
While at the orphanage, I saw some flowers that I wanted to take photos of. When some of the younger children saw me taking these photos, they suddenly started coming to me with flowers plucked out of the field. Instead, I told them to take me to the flowers while they were still alive. These photos are the result of these young children asking me to take a photo of “this” and “this” and “that.”
Arriving in La Paz
I have just arrived in La Paz, an amazing city built in a bowl in the top of a mountain. Houses extend from the city right up the sides of the cliffs of the bowl, reaching near the top. It is such an amazing sight to see and one of the most fascinating cities that I have ever seen.
The edge of La Paz city, where the houses rise up the mountainsides to spill out over the top.
Below are some photos from the amazing journey up the mountain range and along the Altiplano (high plain) to get here.
It was a long and slow journey up the mountain range to reach the height of the Altiplano.
Looking down upon the mountains and roads that we have just climbed up.
Looking through the bus window at some typical houses for the mountains.
A young child looks out the window as our bus moves past her truck.
As we continue to climb, we move up into the clouds that seemed so high above when we started the journey.
A community on the Altiplano.
Two men bide their time in a sleepy township that we pass through.
A baby in the carry-all blanket of mum.
All harvesting here is done by hand with teams of people cutting and gathering the crops.
A lady wanders along the road from her house to the field.
On the bus journey we were treated to two travelling salesmen that wanted to sell snake-oil, and were reasonably successful.
The main La Paz bus terminal.
More Photos of Entre Rios
Here are some more photos of Entre Rios.
These photos were taken a few days later than the first ones, and there are less of these too. I felt that these photos showed a little more of the life and layout of the town than the others. Entre Rios is a small town, but there are many interesting and different things that can be found here.
Looking down onto the township and the Catholic church from the higher section where the mission is located. This is a common view of Entre Rios seen in the news and postcards.
For 50 cents a stick, they are great value. The skewers are loaded with meat or chicken, and for your money you can add a potato to the end and various forms of sauces, including aji, a hot and spicy salsa.
Old People – Photos While Waiting
Some more photos taken while waiting for the paperwork to be completed on my motorscooter. This time it is of old people that lived nearby or wandered past. The photos are taken in the same section of town, but in different areas.
Owner of the house of the previous photos entering his garage.
Old man biding his time watching traffic pass by.
Old lady with bag walking along briskly.
Old Houses – Photos While Waiting
While Sergio and I were waiting for our Escribana during the paperwork saga on my motorscooter, I snapped off a number of photos. These were all in the same area of the one street.
Old house on Misiones Avenue.
The same house’s number as it is pegged to the wall.
The door of this same old house.
Doorway to a house on the other side of the road.
A Photo Display of Entre Rios
What follows is a series of photos of Entre Rios and the people that live here. Each photo carries its own explanation.
Children playing in the field during half-time of the football match.
Young girl enjoying an iceblock in the heat of the day.
The statue of the Christ is a symbol of the strength of Catholicism in Entre Rios.
Lehman Ready for Church
Every day is a different day here, and sometimes it rains so much that there is large puddles of water and mud everywhere. So getting to church in good shoes can be a daunting task. Lehman has solved all of these problems by an ingenious system. It is a combination of farmer and city-boy.
Here he is in all of his glory, ready to walk out the door for church…
Pay special attention to those classic style church shoes.