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After traveling through Bolivia for almost a month now, I definitely don’t want to hold back on the weird stuff I’ve encountered.
And here we go:
THE GARBAGE TRUCK MUSIC COMES STRAIGHT FROM HEAVEN
Oh yeah. You might not believe it, but this garbage tuck sounds are the most beautiful music I’ve ever heard. It not only makes you happy when you hear it, you don’t even realize the terrible smell that comes out of that truck on front of you.
DRIED LLAMA BABIES BRING LUCK
Dangling down from the ceilings those poor creatures were never meant to hop around meadows. Nope they’ve been ripped out of their mom’s bellies to bring luck. Nope – that does not really make sense, but some people do believe in Black magic here and bury llama fetuses under their houses.
You can get them for around 20$ each at the market.
PEOPLE BRING COKE BOTTLES AND EMPANADAS TO GRAVES
Graveyards in Bolivia are beautiful and definitely worth a visit once you’re there. They are so unlike graves in Europe: the shrines are stocked upon each other with little glass windows for memories. Those windows can be opened with a key and people put in pictures, wiggling solar sunflowers, coke bottles or even empanadas.
BOLIVIANS LOVE TO KILL BIRDS WITH SLING SHOTS
Damn they love it!
I had bought a sling shot on a market in Santa Cruz and ever since it has been admired by every Bolivian- young or old. What had served me as a nice activity to get rid of boredom and shoot some water bottles on the bottles on the way, has soon become an object of admiration for the Bolivians.
“Do you know what this is for?” I asked some Bolivian boys in a weird mixture or Portuguese and Spanish.
“Si, Claro! Para matar los pajaros!!”
Alright! Same answer every time. “To kill the birds”
I had not intended to kill any, but every time I have my sling shot out of my hands- young or old Bolivians were eager to hit one of those tiny birdies, haha.
Luckily they always missed! 😉
BOLIVIAN WOMEN LOVE TO FIGHT
UH- damn yeah. Those women know how to wrestle. “Colchita Wrestling” it is called, where heavy Bolivian women beat the shit out of each other!
The atmosphere is awesome. Fights happen in the audience as well and you can throw popcorn and orange peels at them! Beer is forbidden inside, but you can bribe the dude at the entrance and they’ll “deliver some for you”.
Damn I got drunk there and instantly turned into a shouting truck driver with a beard, throwing everything at the fighters I could find.
My favorite was “Rainbow Girl” with her thick legs, her rainbow skirt and her long black braided hair that waved in the air, once she climbed up those barriers to celebrate her win in a loud ROOOOOAAAAR.
Worth a visit- I can tell you! Go there! Leave the weed at home, snuggle the beer in and get nasty!
ALL MANNEQUINS ARE TORTURED
Same in Peru. Those mannequins have seen better days. Some have holes in their heads, others only have half of a head and others look so terribly sad it makes you laugh out loud. And some wear swimming glasses.
STREET FOOD CAUSES INTANT DIARRHEA
Told you! Don’t try it! There is no way around you end up in the bathroom way too often! Just don’t eat it. Pay a little bit more and have a stable stomach. The healthy stuff- such as salad- is the worst here and will make you instantly sick. As for me- I lost about 3-4 kilos in 3 weeks, which is good news for my bikini, but bad news for long bus rides.
Just don’t eat the street food.
THERE IS NO TOILET PAPER ANYWHERE
Nope. Just nope.no one has toilet paper. The restaurants don’t, the hostels don’t have any either most of the time and you just walk inside every time thinking “are you f**** kidding me?!”
Well, no they are not.
They just don’t seem to bother to buy toilet paper. But what they do everywhere is to sell it on the streets. So get some rolls and take them anywhere you go and you’re set.
EVERYONE IS LATE
Everyone. And when they say “in 10 minutes”, multiply it by 4 and you know the time.
BUT if they are on time, it gets nasty. I booked a bus which was supposed to leave at 11 and it actually left at 11.02. Daaaamn that was a hassle. So don’t plan in more time on the tourist busses or you light just end up screaming “No no no no …. NOOOOOOO my friend is missing” in a language they don’t understand while the bus starts to roll and you can see you friend becoming a smaller and smaller picture in the rear window.
Alright. I guess that’s the weirdest stuff I’ve seen here. If you experienced more- feel free to add some comments.