It's been raining in Cochabamba, and you can barely see the sun. We went to church, then, went to the Puchero fair, it's a traditional dish from Bolivia, wich I really don't like, it's with cabbage, peach, fatty meat... Most of the people love it, my family does! But I don't.
I feel a little bit sad, I miss my dad and all of this day I've been thinking about the past, wich I need to let it behind.
Here are some pictures of my day.
A lady who was cooking the puchero.
The fair.
Me.
My lunch, a pizza!
Dancing with my hand.
Have a nice week.
Bianka
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