THE BLACK HOLE OF LA PAZ

Sorry about the lack of communication in recent times, but I was trapped in the black hole of La Paz for five days and it’s taken the accumulation of a few less taxing evenings to come to physical and mental terms with the withering nature of that city’s recreational activities. It’s a fun town but not one that lends itself to the compilation of coherent thoughts, even of the unstructured and haphazard variety that I manage to present to this forum. Fortunately, the tranquillity of Lake Titicaca has provided a salve to the bumps and grazes left by the all-night parties of the world’s largest high-altitude city.

All that, of course, is just a convoluted way of saying that that the words haven’t come easily over the last three weeks and I’ve been too lazy to sit down and grind it out at the laptop. We’ve all done some incredible, indescribable things in that time, many of which I can’t do justice in words, so I’ll pitch up the following photographs and let you draw your own conclusions.
















































That is all,

Dale Atkinson