Bolivia indigenous

For 20 hours on the bus. The ugliest bus arrived. And I said to Struppi, oh it's about to fall apart. Everything that was promised to us, of course, wasn't there: air conditioning, electricity, etc. It was the purest wreck, inside and out. It has always sounded strange. Well, it happened as it had to happen, at 3:30 am in the middle of nowhere, we got stuck. The drivers tried to fix something for two hours. In vain. In the meantime, we watched the most amazing starry sky of all time. Five shooting stars, 2 unknown flying objects, and a really fat Milky Way. Miraculously, another bus came by, we switched. The front is missing the complete cover, so it doesn't look trustworthy either, but the thing is rolling. At the border, the dogs enjoyed the disgusting bus food (don't want to have diarrhea now). There are no bathroom breaks either. Anyway, everyone had to line up, with their luggage in front of them. The armed border guards then pointed at their victim, and one by one, they were allowed to unpack and pack their luggage. Apparently not thoroughly checked, the kids found some drugs shortly after crossing the border. A strange figure jumped out of the bushes just after the border and rode a bit with us, but when the bus tickets were checked, he jumped out and forgot his ID on the seat. Welcome to Bolivia.