Thursday, 29 September 2016
One of the most unique lunches I have tried in Tarija thus far, was the Tarija fish and chips. My whole family adores the fish (photo 2) for a hearty lunch. I must say both types of fish tasted delicious, it was very different then Trout or Salmon... They almost taste like chicken, with fish texture. All in all a "muy rico" (very delicious) lunch.
Thursday, 15 September 2016
CHUNCHOS... I did not know such a beautiful name could exist, but it does, only here in Tarija and it is a very sacred and respected name. A chuncho is a male dancer dressed in vivid colors that dress up only once a year to dance from one cathedral to another in honor of the Catholic Saints. The festival lasts for a few days and is a very important ritual to many Tarija citizens. This year there where over 4 thousand Chunchos. The streets where packed with vendors and citizens all partaking in this annual event. It was a beautiful thing to experience and witness as an individual and I am very thankful for my friends Michelle and Emilia who helped me navigate my way through the streets of Tarija to see the Chunchos.
This past Sunday marked my third week here in Tarija, Bolivia and I would be crazy if I did not post an appreciation collage of all of my amazing friends here in Bolivia. Since day one they have been extremely patient and welcoming into their community and never cease to make me laugh. From top to Bottom Left to Right: 1) Samuel. 2) Sebastian. 3) Nico. 4) Diego. 5) My Class. 6) Roberto. 7) Belen, Brenda, Eric, Valentina C and Belen. 8) Valentina C, Cota, Belen. 9) Maya, Valentina, Lili, Alejandra, Mabe, and Majo.
Monday, 5 September 2016
Motorcycles, Enduros, and Quads are all used on a large scale as vehicles here in Bolivia. I once saw a family of five people on one. A father, a mother, two little boys (6-8) and a newborn baby. NO helmets... It is completely legal, and if its slightly against a law... the police are really relaxed. Driving is crazy... No speed limits, lanes and seat belts are optional and horns are used quite frequently... However amoungst the chaos, I have not seen one accident here. Maybe we have it backwards in Canada? Or maybe its just different...
While on the topic of dogs, here are some pictures of the many strays that roam the streets in Tarija. These beautiful dogs are without permanent homes, but still friendly as ever. There are some areas of land that are dedicated to feeding these free souls, but the first time I saw them my heart pulled majorly. I wish I could deworm, fatten and adopted all of these dogs, but at the same time I think they are happy here, free to come and go as they please.
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