What did we ever do to Bolivia?

After our trip on Lake Titicaca we drove around it´s southern edge to the Peru - Bolivia border, a completely crazy place with impossible traffic. With a visa already stamped in my passport, I expected to waltz across the border after a wave and a smile. How could I have made such assumptions, having never set foot in Bolivia before.

We got our exit stamp in Peru and then drove across the border, where we entered the immigration offices. My turn at the counter arrived and I handed my passport over with a smile and a polite ´buenos tardes´. The chap studied it for a while, as if he´d found it in the bin, and then called some of his mates over. After 5 minutes of ball-scratching and nose-picking he handed me my passport back with the words ´Go to Peru to photocopy it´. I almost lost my patience but, thanks to my wife, I managed to hold it together.

The story has a happy ending and half an hour later I was officially in Bolivia.