In Bolivia... everyday starts with breakfast.
On my arrival the family was at the house pretty much 24/7.
We ate all day... and took turns visiting with Abuelita.
After Abuelita passed she was taken to a funeral home. Her wake was about
24 hours long.
By the next morning you could barely see the casket there were so many flowers.
Sunday was a long day of visiting and sharing with family and friends.
The church slowly filled...
Standing room only
Sunday night service including signing and stories.
Several family members shared stories.
Monday morning we had another service before the funeral procession
Abualita loved my moms signing, so of course my mom sang again.
My Tio Adrian read a poem he wrote about abuelita.
My Tia Rita, abuelita's sister.
Tio Juan, my abuelitos brother.
Ready for her final resting place...
We all went out for a big family dinner afterwards... abuelita would of
loved it.
I dried flowers in her room from the funeral.
Of course the meals at the house will family didn't slow much. It was great.
At one of my parents lunch places.
Tio Juan and Tia Luisa
The place is a typical lunch spot. No menu, everyone gets that daily lunch
special. Great service.
Lunch comes with soup.
A great main course.
Drinks and even some Flan! All for less then a $1 !
Mom and pop.
Mom and I after a great lunch...
My last day my pop and I want to Rio Pirai
Its a huge night spot, but during the day has great food.
In front of each place they have people trying to attract you into their
place to eat.
Peanut soup... YUM.
You can ride horses there and rent 4-wheelers.
Our place had this great band roaming around.
My pop and I.