MUNGO EATS Latin America

Waiting, waiting, waiting.  It just seems to be the name of the game.  We are sitting at the Bolivian/Argentinean border at the moment.  Nothing new, we have been here for 6 1/2 hours, and we have finally made it through the Bolivian side.  Actually, the hold up seems to be the Argentinean side.  I believe they are searching cars. 

Sara and I stood in the immigration line on the Bolivian side for about 2 hours.  When we finally got near the front of the line, the part INSIDE the building, people started shoving and pushing, and there was some discussion about which line you were supposed to be in to get to where we were.  I just stood my ground, looking dumb, not a real difficult thing to do after standing in line for 2 hours, and hoped that they would not decide to send me back to the end of a line.  They did not, thank God.  Must have looked sufficiently dumb. 

So here we sit in “no-man’s land”, checked out of Bolivia, not checked into Argentina.    The Argentinean border is supposedly open 24 hours,  I hope we are not there all night. 

Our last night in Bolivia was okay.  Almost all the restaurants are pizzeria/pasta places, but not real good pizza/pasta places.  We did however manage to find one restaurant that served pasta, but also other dishes.  And, the food was GREAT!  The chef would come out and tell you what he had that night on the menu.  They served a wonderful steak, that was so good that even Sara ate it!! (Sara hates steak).  In any case, we ended up eating there 3 of the 4 nights that we  were in Tupiza.  Our chef spent some time talking to us each night, and last night, knowing that we were leaving in the morning, he said goodbye to us all, with a hug, and kiss and a handshake.  So cute! 

I will have to let you know exactly how long we ended up waiting tonight in tomorrow’s post.  It could be a very, very long night!