cristo.

The Cristo of Cochabamba: bigger than the one in Rio, very pensive, and dare I say handsome? He was the only redemptive part of Cochabamba (no pun intended), and being there on New Years Eve was possibly the worst idea ever. After rainy days where everything in the city was closed, I left, having been relieved by two Colombian chicks and a bad hostel of all my cold-weather clothes, and threw up on the bus all the way into La Paz. Cochabamba is not high on my list of recommendations in Bolivia.


This concludes my application to write for Lonely Planet as a really nonpartisan, adaptable traveller who likes everything.