This city is wonderfully charming, both in the center and the outskirts-- though vastly different. It's core is well-groomed, colourful and lively. But as soon as you crunch yourself into a cramped bus to climb the sloping hills that hold the city captive, the scenery changes dramatically. The ride turns into a roller coaster, as the roads have more potholes than cars. Farmers regroup to sell their produce-- also known as potato-- by the side of the dusty streets. Old men linger at the portals of their homes, watching something (have yet to discover) during the afternoon heat. Sheep use the alleys as catwalks, prancing down without any owners in sight.
Sunday animation in the center-- dancing to cumbia, of course.
Friday, April 23, 2010
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