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 I flew into El Alto International Airport at 10 am. 

When I walked through the gate i noticed that 

everyone was speaking Spanish to one another. 

The air was thin and I was struggling to breathe. I 

recalled from my research book that La Paz was 

the highest elevated capital in the world. Bolivia 

has two capitals La Paz and Sucre. I was going to 

visit a friend's family during my stay as I was 

studying the Andes for a research project. They 

live in a village on the antiplano, a plateau with a 

landscape dominated by the Andes. Out of the 

window I took a few pictures with my camera.

I wandered through the airport and spotted a 

currency exchange. I went and traded some 

US dollars for some Bolivianos, the national 

currency of Bolivia. After I left the airport, I 

went to the hotel I was staying at. It was 

called the Simon Bolivar Hotel. He was a very 

famous person in Bolivian history and Bolivia 

was named after him as he founded the 

country. It said the Bolivia was a Republic too 

on a plaque on the side of the building.

The next day, I went to my friend’s family. 

They lived in a village on the side of the 

mountains. There were also other villages too. 

I thought these were their social groups and I 

was right. The villages disliked one another as 

there was competition for good land for their  

farms. I asked them what they grew and they 

told me that they try to grow wheat, potatoes, 

barley and soybeans. Then after they 

explained that they struggle severely to grow 

them as the climate is harsh. Everyone spoke 

Spanish except this family that spoke both 

English and Spanish. 

All of the people were Catholic; it is the major 

religion in Bolivia. 66 percent of people live in 

poverty in Bolivia. The economy relies in its 

minerals as its major export is metals. After 

dinner, the family took me to a beautiful place 

where I could take photos of the Andes. The 

next day I left for El Alto Airport. I learnt a lot 

about Bolivia during my visit. I looked out of 

the window and we took off.

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