Someone told me that the local name for the street dogs is kíltro and that it literally means "raceless", as in, the dogs belong to no one. i'm so into that! we went up a mountain and i met some tiny raceless kittens and we watched a storm together, we were so high on altitude it was hard to breathe.

It's really weird, since we've been here, the amount of times we've been mugged, assaulted, hassled on the street, pickpocketed, groped,, oh yeah it's all bullshit!!! everyone warns you so much about all the intense shit that's gonna happen "in countries like that" but seriously. i mean, obviously we're being sensible and aware of our surroundings etcc but compared to any australian CBD on a saturday night our experience has been pretty tame so far.
i think it's kind of like something i said to kati, you dress/act like a backpacker you're gonna get treated like one. there was people at our hostel getting threatened/attempted muggings when they were out, and you just think, well you're walking around in three quarter khaki cargo pants and geek backpack with ya lonely planet waving around, no shit you're a target, in any country. what's up with the international backpacker dress code?

shit, point form before i forget things.....

in cochabamba the cops ride around on old kids bmxs, and they ask for our photo. kati reckons we could sweet talk them into doing anything for us, they're all about 16.

there's a million billion sweet old motorbikes inthis town. i'm gaggin to get one and do the rest of our travelling on it...

the block we're on, it has about 5 funeral parlours on it, they all sell mostly baby-sized coffins. the other day we walked past and there was a group of women buying one,, two of the women had their own babies on their backs. it's really confronting seeing these things and not really being connected, just passing through...

i got gastro and ate nearly our whole supply of gastro-stop.

today kati counted all the way to 50 in spanish counting fridge magnets.

also, it's ACTUALLY an international rule that the simpsons must come on at 6pm every weeknight no matter where you are. this made my bedridden day!

argghhh i cant remember anything else! what have we been doinggggg?????haha