Bolivia’s emigration

Bolivia’s emigration

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Santa Cruz. Russian in Santa Cruz. The Old Believers in Toboroch.
Bolivia. Santa Cruz. Russian in Santa Cruz.
From Samayipat we went by taxi (100 bolivianos = $ 12) to Santa Cruz.
We arrived, settled in the hotel right at the central square for $ 20 per night (decided to live in the center and with hot water) and went to look for Juju, which I was recommended by the Internet some Sergei Gorbunov from Syktyvkar. Zsuzsa, who is also Lyubov Lazovskaya, owns an optics salon and is practically the head of the Russian community in Santa Cruz. I was told that through it you can go to the community of Old Believers (Colonia Toboroche), who live hours two miles from Santa Cruz.
As soon as we tumbled into her salon (“Hello, we came to you, we were told about you!”), We were immediately offered a cup of coffee and began to ask about life in California. About 20 minutes later, three more women approached the optics (Zhuzhiny friend) and we all chatted about life, as if we knew each other not twenty minutes, but twenty years. The Russians in Santa Cruz were very warm to us. They are very nice people.
Francisco from Santa Cruz, his girlfriend Zhenya from Minsk (met in London, where they both studied), Lyubchik from Kiev and me. Francisco and Zhenya are a very nice couple. They leave for study in Buenos Aires. Lyubchik is studying for a lawyer.
The Russian community of Santa Cruz is about 100 people – not too little.
Honestly, after America life in Bolivia seems terribly chaotic and unorganized. It was wild to me to see people drinking a can of beer behind the wheel. Or how they rush the same can through the window, while complaining about the dirt in the city. I was annoyed by lunch breaks in stores throughout the city, from 12:30 to 2:30. In Santa Cruz on a tip came in & quot; inexpensive & quot; a clothing store – exactly the same clothes (or even better) are worth two or three times cheaper. But on the other hand, for 50 thousand you can buy yourself a condo in the center of the city, in the area of the first ring. In short, you can live there!
Bolivia. Santa Cruz. The Guembe Orchid and Butterfly Bio-Center.
Besides hangouts with Russians in Santa Cruz, we visited The Guembe Orchid and Butterfly Bio-Center – the butterfly and orchidarium, which is 5 miles from the city.
a) the orchid was not a season, so the blossom was exactly three orchids.
b) Three weeks before our arrival, there were night colds and all the butterflies were resting. Except for five pieces, which we photographed.
However, at a tree with a sloth I stood for half an hour. Well, he’s so medliiiiiiiitelny! In comparison with him, turtles are just sprinters.
I strongly recommend clicking on the Wikipedia link about sloths – you will learn a lot of new things. This is an amazing animal!
The middle of the wings is transparent.
Non-flowering orchids. All with birochkami, all marked.
In dogonku to Santa Cruz.
We go with Mouse in the evening to eat in the restaurant. Ten steps from the central square, where it is always full of police. Next to us, the Jeep stops, two hari in the plaid shirts point out and ask us whether we are tourists or locals.
– Tourists (I answer)
“We are the police.” Here are our documents (they show a plastic card from afar).
– Present your passports!
“What’s that for?” (and I already know what it’s all about)
– There are full of tourists go with fake passports.
“Uh-uh, so what?” What do I have to do with this?
– (with a threat in his voice) So, either you show your passport or we go to the police station.
– Yeah, come on, come on. Here, exactly on the square there.
“Get in the car!”
– Asshole, you for whom we accept. I’m going to the police now, yes, you. blah blah blah.
But the mountain-builders have already fallen down.
The Old Believers. Colony of Toborce.
From Santa Cruz to the village where the Old Believers live about 1.5 – 2 hours.
First, in a collective taxi (until the driver gets 5 passengers – will not go anywhere) to Montero, then to the same taxi from Montero to Cane. And then either walk along the dusty 15 kilometers or by taxi from Cane to the village called Colonia Toboroche. We went everywhere by taxi.
“Why do not you get Bolivian passports?”
“Because it’s better to travel with Brazilians – it’s easier to get visas.”
– Will help me in the warehouse!
Martyan was worried that they now do not have a Russian teacher. I jokingly said that if I fail my exam, then I’ll come next summer to them in the village for three months to teach. Martyan also happily clung to my idea. So, if you wish, citizens – the place is waiting for you!


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