Mental Conditioning...
I spent so much time physically preparing for this trip that I was more than confident hitting the trail.
But mental conditioning was another thing.
I stayed out of the touristy areas and in the poorer sections of La Paz when I was in the city. And stayed in my tent in the country and the mountains while away from the city.
I wasnt mentally prepared for the sad, harsh conditions that I saw. Conditions that were so much more trying than what I saw in Argentina, Ecuador and Peru.
The most obvious hardship was the street level and field workforce, most visibly comprised of female and children. No school for the kids
The lack of potable water (thank you global warming) ; the utter lack of hope in the sustenance routine of making it through the day. Day after day after day. And the stray dogs, so many. I saw two get hit and heard another get hit. Dogs, dead by the roadside.
Pollution so thick from buses that it hung like a spectre of things to come. The taste of diesel and dirt and the offensive smells of open sewers that I cant seem to get out of my nose...and I've been blessed with 2 showers since getting home at 4 am.
The mountain climbing was a cakewalk, compared...
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