I should’ve post this blog about 10 days ago but for some strange phenomenon I thought I did, but I didn’t. So here it is.
Carnival in Santa Cruz de la Sierra unleashed for four consecutive days. Music of all kinds at the most powerful volume possible in every street, people armed with guns capable to shoot paint… Yes. Paint. Purple, green, blue, pink, lighter or darker. Anyone who dares on the streets downtown is exposed to be the target of a beam of dripping paint. Any color you like. Every body is ok with that. So you better get your “ammo” in proper advance. In other places they throw water to each other. Inoffensive water. Paint is something else. You really must spare the clothes for those days and be participative part of the destruction. Because they shield all the business around the historic “down town” with plastic wraps or even wood structures that cover the sidewalk completely (the street will be for pedestrians anyway). They spend money they don’t make in making these covering so they can come next day and trash it all over themselves. If like the party’s first attraction is to f&%$ the fellow neighbor. Ok is not like that, is for fun, son and so on.
Is it ok to trespass when it is consented?
There are no images because of course I didn’t go out during the whole 4 days. I stayed, after all I was coming from Santa Rosa and I stayed to edit. The Sabino series. You will love this character: Sabino Medellin. You will be dragged, as I was, by his stories and touched by his passion about the forest. He is the oldest park ranger having being for 29 years working to build strong boundaries with the communities around the young Amboró Park. he knows the stories and the history of the the southern border of the Amboró. The one neighboring Santa Rosa de Lima. I will be introducing him bit by bit, the way I also started discovering this shy but generous man. But I can assure you his stories will take every unexpected turn all the time.