La Paz and altitude sickness
I am experiencing an altitude sickness in La Paz. I wake up feeling like vomiting. It is just like morning sickness though I am feeling dizzy and I can’t breathe. I have a mild headache and I don’t feel eating.
We attend an English church in the area. It is nice that they pray for me to feel better. After church, we have a lady who drives us to the Mega Mart. This is a shopping complex for the rich, and for the Gringos. I can hardly breathe as we walk around to find a bank, and get my son something to eat. I feel so ill. I am glad that we find a bank that works for us. I withdraw enough money to last us days since I know there is no ATM in the town we are visiting next.
I get my son some lunch and we catch a taxi back to the Touristic Area. I hope I will be able to book a tour for tomorrow. I can hardly walk. We taxi past some amazing wall art. South America is graffiti crazy.I pass so many bargains, yet I have no desire to shop.
I pass so many bargains though I have no desire to shop. We finally get two quotes from travel agents. I soon realise it is cheaper just to go to the Salt Flats and work it out in town.
We pass through the church and take a rest. We try to get a taxi back but walk for over 1 hour. We pass some lovely little girls dressed in Bolivian national dress. They must only be about 4 years old – so cute!
At this time, I feel like I having flu. We manage to walk all the way back to the hostel – no cab. I put myself to bed with a hot water bottle. I have heart pains and chest pains. In fact, I work myself up that I could be so ill.
Then I have a big cry. The fact I am using an asthma puffer and finding it so hard to breathe on my own is just so scary.