An Organic Adventure (or, How do you Say Monty Python in Spanish?)

(Editor’s note: What follows is pure, albeit mostly true, silliness. Any appearance of political analysis is a figment of your imagination.)

Sometimes I think Bolivians are having us on.

Our trip to the market this morning provides a good example. The day started of typically enough.  We headed out in search of some organic vegetables for our young son. Such things are rare in this country, but not unheard of. The produce I mean. Not the young sons.