Ok...so here´s Friday´s recap.
I arrived at 7am, my cousin Rodo picked me up from El Alto Airport in La Paz.  I was suppose to feel the altitude, didn´t really feel much, I got into the whole Jac Bauer mode as I usully, leave a trail of blood and chaos.
Rodo took me up his place in San Pdero, community in La Paz.  It´s a hike the entire city is based inside a crater, so if you want to work some nice thighs come here...this explain why many of the women I´ve seen here have some nice legs...yes, I might get married. HA!
Rodo´s place is a four story home, featuring marbled floors and walls, hardwood floors an a great view of the city.  He´s got a rooftop balcony with a solarium...he definitely made a hell of a place!
His wife Maria is really nice, he odest son is Mauricio, 12 years old, smart kid, learning to play piano and very respectful.  Rodo´s daughter is Belen, she´s nine, and she´s very shy, think she´s afraid of me, has warmed up to the LL Bean muppet do g I gave her.  She´s going to grow up to be a very beautful, I asked Rodo if he´s settign up a hunting room featuring rifles and guns long with a deer´s head, in this case scenario a Llama´s head would do. 

I got set up, then we headed out to Mercado negro, which is quite a colorful area where you pretty much find almost everything you need.  Case in point, I saw TUMS, which my mom sent as part of delivery to her sister.

After lunch, Maria took me up to see my great aunt and uncle Esther and Raul Calderon and the rest of the family.  They are celebrating their golden vows, basically 50 years of putting up with each other.  That´s something you don´t see every day on this day and age.

Their home is pretty much another 4 story building, in which all or most of their sons and daughters live in separate apartments.  The Calderones are very close and multiple in numbers.
 Arrival at Rodo´s place.



I got set up, then we headed out to Mercado negro, which is quite a colorful area where you pretty much find almost everything you need.  Case in point, I saw TUMS, which my mom sent as part of delivery to her sister.  We got my cell phone, better known as the Iraqi War Vet...now operating on a Bolivian Cell provider...Hilarious!!

After lunch, Maria took me up to see my great aunt and uncle Esther and Raul Calderon and the rest of the family.  They are celebrating their golden vows, basically 50 years of putting up with each other.  That´s something you don´t see every day on this day and age.

Their home is pretty much another 4 story building, in which all or most of their sons and daughters live in separate apartments.  The Calderones are very close and multiple in numbers.

Coco took me aroudn town for a bit, noticed a gwall with graffity saying, Evo Chola de Chavez (Evo is Chavez´bitch).

When I left Bolivia 26 years ago, Coco´s oldest daughter, Daniela  was a year and a half old, and I taughjt her how to walk. 

In this video, recounts how she wouldn´t take a step, thne I asked her "ven conmigo...ven conmigo" (come with me come with me), and she took her first steps in life.  Now she´s a married woman and daughter, taking great steps in life.  And here I am, still single.

We drank up a bottle of Bolivian Aguardiente, made a bet with Toño about the famous Bolivian derby on Sunday, Boliviar versus The Strongest.  As a Strongest fan, I bet him if my team won, Toño would have3 to walk aroudn the block on a pollera (native women´s dress skirt), and if Bolivar won, he´d get to shave my hair.  It´s on!

Everyone rested up for Saturday´s big day featuring the golden vow and party.