Ten thousand feet of elevation makes a big difference. So when we arrived in Corioco, we were excited to be able to breath. For the past few weeks, most staircaises had been a challenge. So, living at under six thousand feet was very exciting. Corioco, is a quiet little town that is essentially isolated from the rest of the world by the scariest road i have ever been on. So once you are there. you are there. But the town has great accomodation, lots of trails, and is the perfect place to play. the first day we were there, we hiked out of town in search of a series of waterfalls. The trail passes by a series of small coca plantations on the way out of town and eventually you arrive at a series of waterfalls that are about five minutes apart. the whole trail is about 10km and essentially traverses a ridge. We met two new friends, Sarah and Collin, who accomponied us to the waterfalls. it was a lot of fun. So, the next morning Collin and i decided to Run back to the waterfalls before anyone else got up. we beat the sun back into Corioco, and subsequently had jumpstarted our day. Later that day, Stacy, Rob, Jess, and i walked down too another series of waterfalls and found an incrediable little canyon that we were able to scurry through. A lazy day in Corioco, resting by the pool, and we were heading back to la Paz.

photos...above... Collin, Racing the sun back into town. Below... Corioco. The reality, of the growing threat of terrorism abroad. Bolivian Coca. Rob, finding one more reason to come back to Bolivia. Heading into the Abyss.