MexicoCity to La Paz
Trip Start Mar 24, 2008
5Trip End Apr 18, 2008
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A 2 ½ hour internal flight brings us to La Paz which is another hour behind UK time.
La Paz is a really nice town, not nearly as "touristy" as I imagined it would be. The seafront is newly renovated, clean and attractive and no real evidence of the straw donkey and sombrero culture I thought we might find in this seaside town. By the time we had done the journey from the airport to the hotel we had seen turkey vultures, osprey and frigate birds - it's looking good.
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We spent a very enjoyable couple of hours in a seafront bar watching the world go by. There are absolutely loads of police, both in Mexico City, and here. I think it must be some sort of job creation scheme because most of them don't appear to be doing a great deal. There are different categories, state police, traffic police, tourist police, police in cars, on bikes, riding "cyclo's" and on the seafront, police on quad bikes. They all seem very young! They also carry guns and whistles, the latter they use with alacrity, the former do not seem in the least menacing.
As everywhere in the world, the traffic and pedestrians along the seafront were managing just fine until three tourist police turned up (one to work the other two to watch) he was determined to see everyone across the road - blowing his whistle every couple of seconds to stop the traffic - very entertaining!
The tale of the wandering minstrel! - WE were sitting having a drink, minding our own business when a Mexican minstrel decided to serenade us. Two bars of guitar music and a "croon" later he stood waiting for some money. Derek rummaged in his wallet and produced a handful of coins which he gave to him. After pointedly counting the coins several times, the minstrel ceremoniously plonked the coins back on the table and walked off. We had unknowingly given him the grand total of 12p - how ungrateful is that!
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We have been playing a new game - "spot Swanny" our naturalist guide on the boat which we pick up tomorrow. We all have a mental picture of him - early 50's with the look of a slightly aging hippy, weathered sea dog! I bet we are all completely wrong but tomorrow we will find out··.
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