Saturday, July 4, 2009

CBBA - Cochabamba

Why do all my pictures involve religious things? Churches, gigantic Jesus statues, more churches. It seems like the only buildings that have any kind of architectural style are religious in nature.

Look closely on top of the mountain. It´s Cristo de la Concordia! A gigantic Jesus with his arms reaching out wide as if he wants to give Cochabamba one gigantic hug. According to Lonely Planet lore he is a few centimeters taller than the famous Cristo Redentor in Rio de Janeiro.


After riding the teleférico (cable car) to the top of the mountain you can see that Jesus is in fact riddled with bullet holes. Ok, just kidding. Visitors can climb up to Jesus´s chest, wading through what I imagine are Jesus´s innards, and on the way peek out through the little windows.


Fountain and church in downtown Cochabamba. On the left of the fountain was a group of crazy religious people debating how the devil and the number 666 has infiltrated our culture. On the right were political activists arguing for socialism. I avoided both groups.

The 10 hour bus ride back to Santa Cruz was worse than the freezing trip to Cochabamba. I again sprung for the more expensive bus cama (literally bus bed or sleeper bus for about $8.00 total) but this time I ended up in a sweltering hot bus with no window sitting on a damp seat that smelled a whole lot like urine. I was greeted again by another family of cockroaches that kept scampering up the wall next to me but I honestly wasn´t bothered too much by them. The cockroaches were more friendly than my rather large neighbor who kept invading my seat space. After I spent an hour elbowing her sweaty body weight back into her seat I finally managed to wedge my purse between us to clearly distinguish the line.

What I´m trying to say is, I´m glad to be home. I missed good old Santa Cruz de la Sierra.

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