Just one of the numerous large and beautiful churches and plazas in Sucre, co-capital of Bolivia (aka the White City, the Chocolate capital of Bolivia, and Chuquisaca).
My running pal Irene and I bumped into each other by pure coincidence in Sucre. Here we are posing in front of a traditional (pre-Colombian style) Incan dwelling, round with mud walls and thatch roof.
We were having fun until my mom got real sick. She was pretty much confined to my apartment for several days. I did some body art to commemmorate those rough days in Tarija, and to try to help cheer us up a little too.
The wine growing region of Tarija in the foreground, and the Cordillera Oriental of the Andes in the background.
A momma llama and her baby in their preferred habitat, the Andean Puna.
Mom didn't like the sand dunes very much.
After Copacabana, we went to the famous Tajzara Sand Dunes. At about 12,000 feet elevation, they are some of the highest dunes on earth. The thin air, strong wind, and cold air makes you feel like maybe you've suddenly been teleported to a far-away and inhospitable planet.
This picture shows a typical homestead in the village of Copacabana on the Tarijan Altiplano.