Welcome to Bolivia Rebecca Butt!
So close and yet so far away with my last name.
Maybe this was only funny to me because I got into La Paz at about 3:30 AM and so I was super tired, but I just got a kick out of this little Bolivian taxi driver guy holding this paper up at the airport...looking for me and smiling big when I made eye contact. So funny!
I told the guy what butt meant in English and why I wanted to take a picture. He laughed with me and then proceeded to try to fix the sign with a pen. I'm like "no worries dude, you don't have to fix it....I'm already here." Funny little mix-up.
Anyway, I was going to try to get some sleep...I got a little. But then at 8 AM a parade of marching bands started circling around the place where I'm staying. And they've been circling and playing all day. Some songs I recognize ...like a Bolivian variation on We All Live in a Yellow Submarine, and when the Ants Go Marching In or when the Saints Go Marching In or some song like that.
Anyway, I guess Friday is Bolivia's Independence Day and the festivities have started early. Right now I hear a lot of what sound like gunshots but they are probably just fireworks outside. I'm guessing/hoping they're fireworks anyway. I think people would be screaming if they were gunshots.
I've got to go get some money, water, a SIM card and other provisions...so, I'm really hoping those are just fireworks. Don't worry, I've got my mace.
I'm glad I get to be here for Bolivia's Independence Day...I guess I kind of lucked into that one. I wouldn't even know about it if it weren't for the marching bands. Hopefully there will be some great celebrations I can attend.
Stay tuned...
3 comments:
What's in a name anyway? Right?
This just made me happy.
This just made me happy.
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