We arrived at a very remote little village, 6 hours north of Potosí to spend the night with the local families. Being at such high altitude even standing up is exhausting. We played a game of football against the kids. We were 5 players against three local boys under 10 years of age. We were absolutely slaughtered. Our side spent most of the time lying down trying to catch our breath, and the kids spent most of the time lying down with boredom. A light jog almost put me in a wheelchair..
We were shown how llama and alpaca wool is made into clothing using traditional methods. The women here can spend weeks on one item of clothing. Later a shaman foretold our future by tossing coca leaves onto a cloth and reading how they landed. I asked the shaman if I should go back to college.. Coca leaves said yes. We’ll see..
We ate a traditional llama stew which was unbelievable.
The little girls were fascinated by our cameras. Especially the pop up flash.
These families are direct descendants of the Incas and are almost completely untouched by the influence of modern civilization.