La Paz

The transition from a tropical paradise to the big busy city was an interesting one. Upon arriving, on a Saturday afternoon, we decided to let loose and paint the town brown. Mind you, La Paz sits around 12,000 ft and we stayed on probably the 10Th floor of our hostel. As we settled in, we indulged in some new hot outfits that would make Romi and Michelle blush and warmed up with a few brews and a few bottles of wine. We then headed out for a night of salsa and cumbia with a good buzz and our dancing shoes on.
Romi and Michelle outfits: 100 bucks
Cumbia cover charge: 15 bucks
Tequila shots: 40 bucks
Wine: 20 bucks
Pisco sours: 10 bucks
Lost Camera: 250 bucks (hence no photos!)
Memory loss and one crazy night in the capital of Bolivia: priceless!!

The next day, we all had one hell of a hangover and stayed in our hostel watching bad American shows and cheesy music videos. Note to self: Hydration is KEY at high elevation. Needless to say, we survived. We explored the city a bit, visited a few markets (including the witch's market), ate local trucha (trout), literally ran into our friend Colin in the streets and skipped on outta there, heading to the mountains.