“Welcome to Whose Lane Is It Anyway, where the speed limits are made up and the stop lights don’t matter!” (Denise Mitchell) We are now in our sixth day in Bolivia and driving on these roads is still absolutely terrifying. When we landed on Saturday, the first thing we noticed was that there weren’t any lanes. It’s every man for yourself out here and there have been several close calls of us almost getting in accidents. Just about every time we go out on the road, something crazy happens. Also in Bolivia, or at least Santa Cruz, there are no speed limit signs, stop signs, stop lights, or police cars to enforce the laws of the road (because there aren’t any!) To be honest, it reminds me of taking a bus in New York City with the traffic, horn honking, and complete negligence to the rules, except it’s three times worse. It will be very nice to return to order in the United States.
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