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The boats to Boliva.
This is how you get to the boat. It cost about 60 cents to cross the river by boat.
The above is a short video clip I took by accident. Only click if you haveabsolutely nothing better todo! It is me getting in line to get on the boat. I didn't know I had it set on video.
On the boat to Bolivia
When you get off the boat there are about two hundred little clothing stores. Here is one of the side streets.
I bought some pants, pens, crackers, shorts, underwear and wash cloths. I think I spent about 12 dollars total. lol Here are just a couple pics. I like these colorful dresses.
Very fashinable, don't you think?
If you want to make your own cocaine, you can buy a bag of the leavses, legally! What most people here do though is just chew it slowly. Helps the truck drivers stay awake and the workers keep working longer, so I am told.
This is how the fan was "plugged in" . Bare wires. Reminds me of Peru.
When I got up to leave the hotel I found the door locked from the inside, like in Ecuador and Peru. So I had to find someone to let me out.
This is the line to get to Argentina at 6 in the moring. When I got there I found out I had to go back to Bolivia and go to the Internatinal bridge about a half a mile up the river to get an entry and exit stamp for my passport.
I decided to start walking towards the international bride. I took this on the way. It shos the boats where I climbed out onto one the night before. In the morning I saw a bunch of the Navy trainees coming them so I deduced that I had been on official Bolivian government property! lol. The day before a guard told me I couldn't take a picture of the little navy band banking and blowing away. But that night I got onto one of their wooden boats. lol. So much for their security. The boats weren't even locked up by the way. I liteally could have just stolen one, of all of them or unhooked them and let them float downs stream!
Here is the navy place.
View along the river.
A little house outside of town.
This is the pump station where the city gets its water from the river.
A sandy beach to go lay on next time.
A mountain spring where I had a drink of water.
This says "Keep the spring clean pigs"
Guy washing his car with the spring water.
Got to the immigration place about 30 minutes after I started walking. This says, basically, make sure you register when you come in to avoid later fines. ha ha. I saw this happen to some guys who got screwed because the office was closed for the holidays once then they had to pay like a twenty US dollar fine each. I was afraid they would try to fine me cuz I forgot to get an entry stamp the day I entered, but the guy was cool. He gave me an entry stamp for the day before just by changing the date on his manual stamp, then gave me the exit stamp with the current day's date, which made the Argentine people happy because to renew your visa you are supposed to stay out 24 hours. Actually I was only in Bolivia about 20 hours, but luckily they didn't hassle me about that. the Artentines enter you into a computer, the Bolivians don't.
Another sign at the border control
The mandatory Catholic shrine thing you see all over countries starting with Mexico on down.
A bit hard to telll but in the foreground are the colors of the Bolivian flat, then the blue, white blue of Argentina.
The Argentine customs check point. After you have walked about ten minutes.
A customs guy told me to look at the mono...
Then this girl was feeding him.
I don't know how anyone could look at a monkey's face and not think "How cute" and not believe in evolution!
Then you have to walk another fifteen minutes to Argentine immigration. Why they don't put them both together, beats me. I guess it makes more business for the taxi drivers. But I chose to walk. You see more, get more exercise and save money. lol.
After I got my stamps in Argentina I walked along way and took this pic looking back. It is so far away you can't even see the offices!
Then from the same point I took this pic of the town I had to walk to next, Aguas Blancas, to get the bus back to Oran. It took maybe twenty minutes to talk this bit. If you ever do this, plan on an hour and a half or so from the town in Bolivia, (Bermenjo) to Aguas Blancas (if you walk). The taxis aren't expensive, tho if you don't want to talk. Two Euros max for the whole thing.
Again a bit hard to see, but they made this shaded parking garage by bending bamboo canes over and tying them down.
The market in Aguas Blancas (remember that is on the Argentine side)
Now check this out. This is a lady frying empenadas on an open flame, in a pot of hot oil, surrounded by cardboard, yes cardboard, to break the wind! lol The empanadas were good tho. A guy there told me how good they were. He also told me a two peso bill fell to the ground when I pulled some money out of my pocket. Then he said "See there are still some good people around" so since he was obviously in need of feeling appreciated, I did it up a bit and thanked him a bit more profusely than if he wouldn't have been looking for the extra appreciation. I wondered if here were the bus driver, and it turns out he was. I acted surprised though. lol. He talked to me a lot, and then waited for me to go get some lemonaide, actually stopped the bus for me after he pulled away, then later invited me to say with him the next time I was in Oran.
Later went to visit Monica who has an addiction prevention center in Oran