I love the way that Oruro just doesn't roll off the tongue, not at all... each time I say it, I feel like my lips are numb and my tongue is swollen. I'm confident that I sound like a blubbering fool, but... each time people seem to understand what I'm saying.
I have to say, that I found Oruro to be much more charming that the pronunciation. This was a wonderful break from the barren isolation that we've seen so far in Bolivia. There are trees and murals and statues and food and art. It's a welcome reprieve from the road.
We take advantage of the services to start preparing for the rapidly upcoming crossing through the Atacama desert. We eat great food (don't believe what everyone seems to say about Bolivia having horrible food... it is rather difficult to find most of the time, but very good once procured), buy supplies, and wash clothes (always an amazing opportunity when I can have clean ropa, for everyone involved).
I have to say, that I found Oruro to be much more charming that the pronunciation. This was a wonderful break from the barren isolation that we've seen so far in Bolivia. There are trees and murals and statues and food and art. It's a welcome reprieve from the road.
We take advantage of the services to start preparing for the rapidly upcoming crossing through the Atacama desert. We eat great food (don't believe what everyone seems to say about Bolivia having horrible food... it is rather difficult to find most of the time, but very good once procured), buy supplies, and wash clothes (always an amazing opportunity when I can have clean ropa, for everyone involved).
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