In the Wilds of South America — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
In the Wilds of South America
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many volcanic disturbances that must have occurred when the Andes were
young.
Shortly before sundown we came suddenly to the brink of a crater-like
rent in the plateau and, on the bottom of the huge gash, thirteen
hundred feet below, we could see the compactly built mass of edifices
and green gardens of La Paz. The situation of the city is unique. One
has no intimation of its nearness while speeding over the high, cold
_plano alto_ (which has an elevation of thirteen thousand three hundred
feet) until the very edge of the fissure is reached. The sides are
precipitous, but numerous footpaths make their way up or down the steep
declivity. The far slopes of the Andes are checkered with cultivated
fields; a roaring stream, the Choqueyapu, tears its way through the
floor of the amphitheatre, and the series of snow-covered summits form
a magnificent background for the unusual spectacle.
The steam-locomotive was taken off and an electric one substituted, and
then the train slowly backed down along the face of the incline to the
station below.
The impression of La Paz, gained from the first brief view above, is
soon dispersed upon nearer and more intimate acquaintance. The streets
are narrow, crooked, paved with small stones from the river-bed,
and very steep. Walking any length of time entails a great amount
of exertion on account of the high altitude; fortunately, carriages
are not lacking, and a tramway also provides a ready means of
locomotion, or I am afraid few travellers would ever see very much
of the inner life of the city. With the exception of a few churches
and government buildings that are worthy of note on account of their
size and architecture, the buildings are low and of a primitive type,
whitewashed and covered with tiles or thatched.
Ordinarily the streets are all but deserted, but on Sundays and
fête-days a motley crowd throngs the winding thoroughfares. There are
full-blooded Indians of the Aymará race, clothed in picturesque though
not beautiful garments; half-breeds or Cholos are far more gayly clad
in very full skirts and shawls of bright colors, round, flat-brimmed
straw or felt hats, and imported shoes with high heels and tops that
reach almost to the knees; the number of townspeople, creoles and
foreigners, seems negligible compared to the throngs of Indians and
Cholos; in fact, some authorities state that there are one hundred of
the latter to one of the former. On market-days long lines of llamas,
burros, and mules thread their way through the crowded streets, bearing
fire-wood, charcoal, meat, and vegetables for the sustenance of the
city.