Cota Cota

On Wednesday, the Bolivian day of Independence, Arminda took us on a day trip with her family to Cota Cota, a park in Zona Sur. Alex and I rode a giant yellow swan and raced her grandchildren around a very little lagoon. It was entertaining. Then we played on the swingset and it made me want to be a kid again. I wanted to trade places with the little girl to my left, whose father was pushing her and doing his best to follow her directions- higher, faster, higher...Arminda´s grandchildren are beautiful. Lorena is eight and has dimples on her cheeks. She looks like her father, Lorenz. Dani is six and a little gentleman. This little girl at the park dropped her toy and he ran over and picked it up and handed it to her. Chivarly is engrained into men, starting in the cradle practically. I think it´s awesome. And Adrian is a year old, so he hasn´t begun his training yet. The boys look more like their mother, Haidi, who is just beautiful. Her sister and father came with us to Cota Cota and everyone treats us like we are their adopted daughters. I feel like a part of their family. Today, the referendum has everyone on lock down, so Arminda brought Lorena and Dani over. We talked about snakes and how cool snakes are and how did you know snakes can kill you and swallow you whole?

After we came home from Cota Cota, Sergio and I went to Terraza for coffee and chocolate cake, which is never disappointing. Then we drove around La Paz listening to his extensive collection of all the latest trance music in his car and ended up at this gorgeous park on the top of a hill at the edge of the city. There was a fountain, statues, and a stone archway, very lovely. From the park you could see all the lights of the city below and all the stars. It was unforgettable.