A dusty day

We woke up dusty again and again we went down for 5 bolivianos eggs. We enjoyed a slow lunch and in the afternoon we walked to a park that housed the Eiffel Tower, or a small replica anyway. We traversed the city to see some sights but also to pick up the items Sarah found in the shops the day before.

We both returned to the hostel and Sarah took a dusty rest as I hit up (or wandered) the market across the way. The market starts small but at the peak times of the day it explodes across every bit of space this side and the other side of the road.