From Buenos Aires, we flew up to La Paz – the largest city in Bolivia, and the highest metropolis in the world, sitting at a staggering 3,660m above sea level.
We arrived at night, and our first glimpse of La Paz was from the edge of one of the steep hills that surround the city, a glowing orange valley of lights stretching out before us as far as we could see.
La Paz sits inside a huge mountaintop canyon crammed with buildings built practically on top of one another into the hills. It’s a heaving, chaotic urban jungle.(image)
We went in search of the famed witches’ markets, rode the cable cars for an unbeatable view of the city, went shopping, and cooed over an adorable Bolivian baby belonging to a shopkeeper who let my friend Lucy have a cuddle after she purchased an alpaca jumper (I didn’t buy = no baby cuddles for me).
La Paz will leave you breathless – literally. Those steep hills will be that much harder to negotiate as you adapt to the altitude.
After leaving La Paz we embarked on a three-day salt flats tour, encountering the most incredible, awe-inspiring landscapes I have ever seen. Stay tuned…
Extra pictures via Lucy on Instagram