Some days are better than others. I was surprised when this one started with two different Bolivianos refusing to accept money I was sure I was due them. Normally, I consider the locals all out to rob me - I’ve already been robbed once in Argentina, so it’s not just the case that I’m paranoid - so this took a little while to sink in.
Firstly, when I checked-out the hotel they told me, to my astonishment, that I owed them nothing. This must be the best way to check-out. Then, at the bus station I found out that I’m lugging about 25Kgs worth of worldly goods - 5 more than I’m allowed, on the bus at least. Plus, a couple of old biddies before me handed over a handful of coins when they handed in their luggage (I’ve seen this in Argentina, and Chile, but never in Bolivia - they make you pay to use the bus terminal instead), so I thought I should offer a few coins too. Again, I couldn’t believe it when the guy told me to keep my money! I climbed on to a very nice bus, the best I’ve been on in Bolivia, wondering if this was my lucky day. As I looked about I noticed that my flies where open. I’ll have to try this more often!
