I have no idea how people survive in places where water seems like a fiction, something old people tell stories about. "When I was a chica, it rained here," she says, but her granddaughter doesn't understand.
The thunderclouds always seemed to rise somewhere else, behind mountains, over someone else's shrivelled crops.
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[22 October 2011, Panasonic Lumix GH1, 14–45 mm at 34 mm, ISO 200, 1/1250 at f8]
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Such an evocative scene. That mass of cloud looks full of hope - so near and yet so far.
RR, most of the Bolivia I passed through looked like this. Yet the evidence of what must be torrential rain can be seen in places like the Valley of the Moon, the Muela del Diablo, and other places around the outskirts of La Paz. A place of extremes, I guess.
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