I have been in La Paz now for about 2 and a half days, and already I have fallen in love with this city. These are a couple views from my apartment that I stole from my roomie, but they hardly compare to the actual sight. Absolutely gorgeous, right?
There are so many things I could blog about now, but I'm sure there will be more posts to come, and I'll have the pictures to go with them later. Big ups to my incredible sister who has mailed my other uploader thing for my camera! Thanks, Kel! You're the bestest! Thank you to everyone for all of your prayers, support, and encouragment. I don't want to sound like a broken record, but it brings me to tears when I think of how blessed I am to have such a great support system in the states (aka the U.S.). I believe, from the few people I have met so far, I'll also develop a wonderful group of friends here over the next couple years.
One quick and funny story of my first adventure shopping yesterday...I'm pretty sure this was one of many reminders to laugh at myself rather than get frustrated! So I was walking down the stairs at a cute little store where things are locally made and you can get them made-to-order for cheap. Well here I am taking a few steps, and the next thing I know I slip and fall down not one, not two, but the whole stinkin flight of hardwood stairs. Not only that, but it was like a Jenny earthquake of 9 on the Richter scale. Things were falling off the walls as I was uncontrollably bumping my way down the staircase. Praise God I didn't break anything and the store owner was not angry, only concerned. So I thought I'd made it okay with just a few (rather large) bruises, but then my roomie points out that I have a hole in my britches! Yep, my 12-step slide had torn right through those suckers (and my unmentionables, to be graphic). I wrapped my coat around my waist (praise God for a cover-up!) until I could find a pair of Bolivian pants big enough for me. It's kind of depressing when the sizes are twice what they are in the states! Lesson #1: Cuidado en las escaleras bolivianas. (Be careful on Bolivian stairs.)
So I'm off to a cafe for dinner and more shopping with my wonderful roommate Sarah.
Thank you, Lord, for my supportive friends and family, for a fairly easy beginning adjustment, and for opportunities to laugh at myself!
