{"id":35594,"date":"2015-08-04T16:30:43","date_gmt":"2015-08-04T16:30:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/heartandarttherapy.com\/tarija\/"},"modified":"2024-02-06T09:45:09","modified_gmt":"2024-02-06T09:45:09","slug":"tarija-en","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/heartandarttherapy.com\/en\/tarija-en\/","title":{"rendered":"Tarija"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[et_pb_section fb_built=&#8221;1&#8243; admin_label=&#8221;section&#8221; _builder_version=&#8221;4.16&#8243; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221; theme_builder_area=&#8221;post_content&#8221;][et_pb_row admin_label=&#8221;row&#8221; _builder_version=&#8221;4.16&#8243; background_size=&#8221;initial&#8221; background_position=&#8221;top_left&#8221; background_repeat=&#8221;repeat&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221; theme_builder_area=&#8221;post_content&#8221;][et_pb_column type=&#8221;4_4&#8243; _builder_version=&#8221;4.16&#8243; custom_padding=&#8221;|||&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221; custom_padding__hover=&#8221;|||&#8221; theme_builder_area=&#8221;post_content&#8221;][et_pb_text _builder_version=&#8221;4.23.4&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221; theme_builder_area=&#8221;post_content&#8221;]<\/p>\n<div id=\"544712371734204362-blog\" class=\"blog-body\">\n<div id=\"wsite-content\">\n<div id=\"blog-post-939412025125945822\" class=\"blog-post\">\n<div class=\"blog-header\">\n<h2 class=\"blog-title\"><a class=\"blog-title-link blog-link\" href=\"https:\/\/christinamoschaki.weebly.com\/random\/-tarija\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">-Tarija-<\/a><\/h2>\n<p>One day before my birthday. Remembering. Processing. Closing. Opening. <br \/>A year that felt like a lifetime.<\/p>\n<p>Grow.<br \/>Flower.<br \/>Dry.<br \/>Burn.<br \/>Dust.<br \/>Grow.<br \/>Flower.<\/p>\n<p>and so on.<\/p>\n<p>There are some places on earth that feel familiar even if you visit them for the first time. <br \/>Was it the mediterranean like climate, the good friends that surrounded me or just my state of mind? We all felt home in Tarija.<\/p>\n<p>We stayed at Casa Blanca Hostel. Warm water, a lemon tree, amacas, and eyes beautifully painted on the walls. On the plaza kids and adults playing with water. The whole city is on war.<br \/>A peaceful war of water.<\/p>\n<p>We spend the first day at the countryside at this small village called Erquis.<\/p>\n<p>Sergio and Ilsen, Caza and me&#8230;and in a while Elena arrives and joins us. We dance in circles dizzy from drinking chicha, a drink made from fermented corn to the sound of ancestral instruments, Erke y Caja. We are the only non Tarije\u00f1os but somehow we blend in&#8230; <br \/>Caza plays the big tambor and the locals honour him by dancing around.<\/p>\n<p>The children once again, throw us water&#8230;but we don&#8217;t mind it. It is hot and It is still carnaval.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>[\/et_pb_text][dmg_masonry_gallery gallery=&#8221;34317,34318,34319,34320,34321,34322,34323,34324,34325,34326,34327,34328,34329,34330,34331,34332,34333,34334,34335,34336,34337,34338,34339,34340,34341,34342,34343,34344,34345,34346&#8243; columns=&#8221;6&#8243; _builder_version=&#8221;4.23.4&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; hover_enabled=&#8221;0&#8243; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221; theme_builder_area=&#8221;post_content&#8221; columns_last_edited=&#8221;on|phone&#8221; sticky_enabled=&#8221;0&#8243; columns_phone=&#8221;3&#8243; columns_tablet=&#8221;6&#8243;][\/dmg_masonry_gallery][et_pb_text _builder_version=&#8221;4.23.4&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221; theme_builder_area=&#8221;post_content&#8221;]<\/p>\n<div id=\"544712371734204362-blog\" class=\"blog-body\">\n<p>&#8230;Till the last drop of time that is left, we permit ourselves to enjoy Tarija&#8217;s wine,rivers, waterfalls, views, figs and wonderful people that magically accompany us.<\/p>\n<p>We laugh at Caza&#8217;s flip flop that joins the river and he stays a monosandal, walking barefoot back to the hostel. <br \/>We laugh when I fall injuring my knee while taking a picture and have to walk back for an hour crossing rivers to catch our bus back to La Paz.<\/p>\n<p>We laugh on our fortunes and misfortunes because we know that it is a privilege to laugh regardless.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>[\/et_pb_text][dmg_masonry_gallery gallery=&#8221;34349,34350,34351,34352,34353,34354,34355,34356,34357,34358,34359,34360,34361,34362&#8243; columns=&#8221;6&#8243; _builder_version=&#8221;4.23.4&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; hover_enabled=&#8221;0&#8243; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221; theme_builder_area=&#8221;post_content&#8221; columns_last_edited=&#8221;on|phone&#8221; sticky_enabled=&#8221;0&#8243; columns_phone=&#8221;3&#8243; columns_tablet=&#8221;6&#8243;][\/dmg_masonry_gallery][et_pb_text _builder_version=&#8221;4.23.4&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221; theme_builder_area=&#8221;post_content&#8221;]<\/p>\n<div id=\"544712371734204362-blog\" class=\"blog-body\">\n<p>The goodbyes are challenging, but necessary. A way to appreciate and take nothing for granted.<br \/>I see on a wall of Tarija the name of my country written in Capital Letters and I smile.<\/p>\n<p>I have many more pictures and stories from Bolivia, but it is time to move on-back to a different reality that my mind resisted for a while. It is called cultural shock. I am craving for the altitude, for political talks about Evo Morales and indigenous rights, for the &#8220;buenas tardes&#8221; on the small buses, for the people I worked with and the friends I made.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/heartandarttherapy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/7587847.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/heartandarttherapy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/7587847.jpg\" width=\"433\" height=\"236\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-34363 alignnone size-full\" srcset=\"https:\/\/heartandarttherapy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/7587847.jpg 433w, https:\/\/heartandarttherapy.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/01\/7587847-300x164.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 433px) 100vw, 433px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>[\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=&#8221;4.23.4&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221; theme_builder_area=&#8221;post_content&#8221;]<\/p>\n<div id=\"544712371734204362-blog\" class=\"blog-body\"><\/div>\n<div>I am grateful to be next to the sea and my people.<\/div>\n<div>\n<p>It is Easter time.<br \/>Our Prime Minister is today in Russia, the media are still corrupt, ongoing negotiations, confusion about the future but there is a whisper of hope.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.efsyn.gr\/video\/se-periptosi-poy-den-pethano-enas-ellinikos-psithyros-pros-tin-eyropi\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">http:\/\/www.efsyn.gr\/video\/se-periptosi-poy-den-pethano-enas-ellinikos-psithyros-pros-tin-eyropi<\/a><\/p>\n<p>I went to an antiracist rally the other day in the center of Athens. No police, freedom of speech, constructive criticism and solidarity to the minorities.<br \/>For the first time after a long while I did not feel angry or ashamed walking next to the parliament.<\/p>\n<p>Tomorrow I have my birthday.<br \/>For the year to come I wish to<\/p>\n<p>Grow.<br \/>Flower.<br \/>Dry.<br \/>Burn.<br \/>Dust.<br \/>Grow.<br \/>Flower and so on<\/p>\n<p>for me, you and for all.<\/p>\n<p>\u03a7\u03c1\u03b9\u03c3\u03c4\u03af\u03bd\u03b1<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>[\/et_pb_text][dmg_masonry_gallery gallery=&#8221;34364,34365,34366,34367,34368,34369,34370,34371,34372,34373&#8243; columns=&#8221;6&#8243; _builder_version=&#8221;4.23.4&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; hover_enabled=&#8221;0&#8243; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221; theme_builder_area=&#8221;post_content&#8221; columns_last_edited=&#8221;on|phone&#8221; sticky_enabled=&#8221;0&#8243; columns_phone=&#8221;3&#8243; columns_tablet=&#8221;6&#8243;][\/dmg_masonry_gallery][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>-Tarija- One day before my birthday. 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