leaving Bolivia

This is our last morning in La Paz. We woke up in freezing temperature (zero C), we have no heating in our room at all. Our taxi is the shittiest piece of machinery you could ever find. Our driver is a 70 year old man with shaking hands, and a literally whizzing breath, (seriously, it's almost like a whistle), and he's driving like a maniac! How do you say "Slow the fuck down, dude, we're not in a hurry" in español?



The airport is pretty disorganized, just like everything else in this country. Lines are long, and for some retarded reason they need copies of our passports, right before we leave.
Last thing we need to do before leaving Bolivia is pay a departure fee of $23, as if my entry fee of $100 for the Visa wasn't enough. Thanks Bolivia, it's not like I needed the money anyway.

Off to Iquitos, Peru, and the Amazon jungle.