5/1/10: Copacabana, Bolivia
It’s a little known secret about our trip, but the entire thing has been based around this one day. We didn’t really want to hike the Annapurna Circuit or play with baby pandas or watch predators chasing prey across the Serengeti. What we wanted was to be in Copacabana for the Feast of the Cross, the second biggest festival in the city each year.
Our trip is now complete.
Different groups came from all across Bolivia this weekend to parade around this tiny city of Copacabana in elaborate costumes, allowing themselves to be judged by rigid old people not dressed in any sort of costumes. We’re actually not sure who won, but to be honest, we ended up getting a little bored of the endless line of paraders. So instead we packed up a bag, grabbed our hotel’s dog and went to go hike up a nearby hill.
About halfway up the hill, the dog found a friend. And when I look back on our trip two months from now, it’s the little things like this that I’ll cherish. (Don’t get me wrong, I’ll cherish the big things like hiking Annapurna a lot more than these little things, but I was trying to throw a bone to the little things just now.) Because I’m pretty sure in Virginia this won’t happen.
There just aren’t that many people dressed up in llama suits in Virg- wait, that was a real llama? But look at the thing! There’s no way something so hideously cute and unrealistic could be a real animal! It looked like a sock puppet from Lamp Chops! Well, even better. There just aren’t that many llamas in Virginia, andthere are even fewer dogs that will spend almost ten minutes trying to find a good angle to sneak up on the llama to sniff its butt. Yes, we watched this scene for ten good minutes, and the entire time I was waiting for the person in the llama costume to angrily pull off the mask and walk home demanding their paycheck. That never happened, but the dog did eventually give up and we headed to the top of the hill.
So while perhaps calling the Feast of the Cross the reason for our world trip may have been a bit of an exaggeration (if you want the truth, we didn’t know it was going on until last night), we ended up having quite a memorable day anyway. (Thankfully for your sake, the day didn’t involve me making Copa, Copacabana rhymes.) And to cap the day off, we relaxed in our hotel hammocks and partook in my new favorite hobby: reading.
Picture of the Day: I extended my right arm, put my left around Zhou, told her I was about to take a picture, gave the three second countdown… and this is what happened…