Under roof in a rainy day. I remember Yungas in Bolivia. When we were young, in the beginning of the 1990's we travelled to Titicaca. I am happy to be here today. I thing we did not quite understand better in that time. The road was, to say the least, not one of the safest in the world.
I do not quite know how to start this, so you will not think I am just telling lies or sagas.
We were a group consisting of five persons. All of us now safely back in the Nordic countries, as sensible parents, or sponsoring and trying to support children abroad or on the local level.
Here is a link to blogpage with photos about our journey.
I recently read a chapter about Bolivia in a guidebook that the library gave away for free. That is how I came to think I want to write some posts in this blog, about Bolivia
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