Sucre, Bolivia

Megan didn’t come to class today, hope she is okay. It is usual for a bit of sickness in Bolivia, so I imagine after her enjoying market eating yesterday that this is the cause. Fairly standard Spanish lesson, however, Claudia did take me to a strange museum full of stuffed native animals to practice. Ali, Anna and I walk to the cemetery in the afternoon. It is a good walk and the cemetery has lots of tall trees that create a cool, tranquil atmosphere. In Bolivia they bury the dead and then cremate the body after 10 years. The ashes are then put into wall memorials that look like windows. It is sad walking round as you can hear the fading musical Mother’s Day cards that would have been placed in the memorials last Saturday. I did find a blind woman with a set of weighing scales and for only 1 Bolivino I discovered I have lost 4kgs. I am assuming it was the food poisoning as my appetite is now back with a vengeance.