Mi amigo John

Only someone in HBS would decide that the perfect place to spend his spring break is Bolivia, and thank goodness John is that someone! He suffered through a late east coast winter storm and endured some serious planes, trains, and automobiles before finally arriving in a rainy La Paz very early on Sunday, March 18. The city is overwhelming when you´re well rested but I think his delirium helped him quickly adjust. We found the army band giving a free concert in the Plaza Murrillo, and as beautiful as the setting may have been we simply could not stomach an out of tune brass band that early in the morning on that little sleep. We could not wait to get to Lake Titicaca and La Isla de Sol, where the Incas believe the sun was born. After twon nights n the island, and one glorious day of trekking to see the ruins and shrine to Pachamama, their Earth Mother, John and I had to agree. The pictures should speak for themselves as I lack the words to describe how enchanting and mystical the island and lake were.