Following Christmas in Sucre, we spent New Years week in La Paz. The only word I can think of is surreal. I'll have to add a few more photos to this album when I get the chance, especially ones taken at the Witches Market and Mercado Negro - yes, literally translated as 'Black Market.'
It really was the black market, it was on the map, they sold anything and everything including contraband and there were cops walking through the street eating an ice-cream cone and not really caring.
La Paz, with the exception of Death Road where I almost died, I loved you and will be back again one day.