And Peru Lets the Door Slam Our Bums

Talking with our Peruvian friend, Edgar, we decided to head for Bolivia for a bigger taste of the Andes. Little did we know, when leaving one country for another do not walk next to a person of a different color. Apparently it is highly suspicious.

So, Bonnie and I were walking with Edgar and his friend Edwin over the bridge to Bolivia and the Peruvian police stopped us and insisted we follow them for questioning.


It was quite painless, and they were amusing enough, actually. They just looked through our bags and had us empty our pockets, in which I had an awkard amount of tampons, toilet paper, and pads.


But.


In Bolivia Bonnie and I counted our money to pay the horrifying visa fee of $135 and each of us realized we were $20 short.


The police ripped us off, very likely through distraction.


Thank you, third world police force for inspiring faith in all you do.