What can I say about La Paz except that I loved it and was so happy to return back after 2 years. Although most might be put off by the craziness, disorder and loudness of the city, I loved it and took it for what it was - chaotic and raw. The minute we flew into Bolivia from Chile, I could already notice that it was more stark and dramatic. It is probably Bolivia's largest city, but it is NOT the capital as most people think.

Tiny vendors are EVERYWHERE on the steep hills of the city, selling random items from candy, to bolts and screws, to woman in their petticoat skirts sitting in the middle of a pile of oranges, while they knit or feed their babies. How I loved to just watch the women in their long skirts, black hats and long braids walk up and down the streets with thier children riding on their back in a colourful wrapped blanket. The children in Bolivia by the way are extremely beautiful, with full round pink cheeks and almond shaped, black eyes.

There are also markets all around, selling beautiful handicrafts, alpaca/llama wool items, woven colourful textiles and jewellery. It is also very cheap and one could go crazy buying all the colourful items.

Although some may worry that La Paz is unsafe, I can say that I felt completely safe and that from the previous 2 years, it seems much safe and there are cabineros on every street corner. I found the Bolivians extremely kind and warm people.

Around La Paz are some great excursions as well, such as biking the world's most dangerous road, exploring Valle della Luna (valley of the moon) and seeing the Tihuanaco ruins. There are also interesting museums within the city, such as the Cocoa leaf museum and musical instruments museum.

A great place to explore, soak in the hecticness of the ciy watch the hussle and busstle of people just trying to make a living and survive.