

Manchmal vereinen 30 Minuten alle 4 Jahreszeiten in sich und ein Blick gen Himmel vermag maximal den Istzustand zu erfahren. Prognosen gehen sich keine aus. Wegen des hohen...
The bus had already made its way up to the border, and without any fuss, we entered a beautiful no man's land. A river curved multiple times, cranes sat by the water, and several...
Early in the morning, bus station in La Paz. The day has hardly awakened yet, and calls are enticing the sleepy passengers here too. I don't understand a word. The usual...
It's 6pm and now the sun caresses the landscape instead of glaring down on it inquisitorially. Shades of brick red and violet emerge. Dull black and greenish anthracite shimmer...
I am currently in Pucon, a place recommended to me by Violetta, one of the 4 companions in the current story. The place is located on the route south and was perfectly situated...
Just like all those who are not here by car, I rely on the agencies that pick us visitors up in the morning and then take us to the places of our choice. The selection is made...
It sits there lazily, small stick-like arms hold a plump belly, and the contents of the jug seem to flow from the carrier's mouth. The ears droop down and its eyes also have...