“Right now, and at the moment, I have just arrived from the border,” he, thoughtfully, began to reply, “which I’m sure many people will truly believe to be quite far away, but still, on this occasion and in my own personal opinion, I have found it to actually be close by.”
La Quiaca, Jujuy, Argentina Villazón, Potosí, Bolivia
“I’ll tell you something that you may, or may not, be aware of. In my travels, I have crossed many borders, and they all have turned out to be strikingly different from each other. Some of these borders, I’ve crossed on wide highways, comfortably sitting with my legs crossed, passing from one country to the other without even getting off the vehicle. On other occasions, I have had to walk through them, to first leave a country and then to enter the next. What’s more, I’ve had to carry my belongings on my shoulder, and having crossed the border, still had to search for some means to continue onwards.”
La Quiaca, Jujuy, Argentina Villazón, Potosí, Bolivia
“In many borders, and I can happily include most of them; I have found kind, sympathetic and welcoming people. They have treated me kindly and well. Occasionally, however, and I am lucky to say that only on a few occasions; I have been received by mean, wicked, and terrible people that have almost made me cry from the anguish they generated deep within me, and left me feeling utterly desperate and anxious to keep on going my own way, leaving everything else behind.”
Villazón, Potosí, Bolivia
“In some cases, I’ve crossed the border without even realizing that I had changed the country. On other occasions, I couldn’t understand why they told me I had changed to a different country: because, everything felt and looked exactly the same, but this… has only happened in just a few instances.” He answered with a clear, measured voice; afterwards, he proceeded to enjoy his moonshine.
La Quiaca, Jujuy, Argentina Villazón, Potosí, Bolivia
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