Friday

Just a half day at school. We form a big circle so that Henry can wish us farewell. We are presented with gifts of work that the kids have done for us.

Sue goes around sharing out the big tin of heroes that we brought. Lots of hugs and photos-all rather emotional-and we finally leave.
We spend the afternoon exploring Tiq’, embarrassing people by videoing them and taking snaps so that we don’t forget the place.

Henry's Dad's birdies

Henry and family

In the evening, Henry takes us to another street market in Cocha’. We are surprised to find out that most of the cars here run not on liquid fuel but on natural gas! Henry pulls in to fill up and over comes a woman with a gas hose. Bolivia produces a lot of the stuff and it’s far cheaper then petrol. The cars sound rough, but you get a couple of hundred kilometres on a tank load and it’s well worth it.

This guy you see a lot of. He's supposed to be lucky, touch him and prosper.

wanna biscuitcake?

At the market, a great many tiny miniatures of everyday objects are for sale . Fruit and veg, washing powder, chocolate, all the way up to cars and even houses. You buy what you desire in life, take it to church to get it blessed and hope to receive it full-size. At least the idea is nice. We get a few more things to take home and then Henry drives us to the airport. The plane is delayed by two hours so we’re pretty bleary by the time we get into our room at La Paz having been taxied down what must be the longest downhill road in Bolivia and we’re still at about three and a half thousand metres when we arrive. We had to get the manager out of bed to let us in.