Fun in Bermejo

We had our first excursion from Santa Cruz into real Bolivia on Sunday. We hired a car driven by a nice man named Roy (trill the "r" and it becomes a Spanish name) and drove 80 kms out of town, through orange groves and crowded markets of women in braids and bowlers trading corn for sugar cane for baby goats. We hiked up a dirt path to the rim of a volcano and looked out into a valley of red dirt, a brown river and stone arches like those in Utah. Roy bought us oranges on the ride back, tight little packets of juice and seeds that squirted all over the back seat as we ate. It was nice to have some fresh produce after all the beef and very fried fries we've been eating.