Cristo de la Concordia – Christ of Peace
Cristo de la Concordia – the largest Christ statue in the world*
Our son, Hunter, has a fascination with the musical Jesus Christ Superstar that boarders on obsession. So, yesterday we climbed up to the Cristo de la Concordia to visit the monument and appreciate the panoramic views it offers of the entire valley of Cochabamba. I first visited the Cristo in 1994 before it was completed, and we go up to the monument every time we visit Bolivia. At the top of the mountain you will see tourists from all over the globe visiting so they can include the tallest, most massive (2,000 tons+) and highest elevated (≈2,800 meters) Christ monument in the world to their bucket lists.
*The fair people of Poland (and others) will argue that their “Christ the King” monument is the tallest in the world, but the defenders of the faith in Bolivia will argue that the three meter crown placed upon the head of the Polish Cristo shouldn’t count because Christ only worn a crown of thorns. It is akin to counting communication towers as the height of a building. some say. See “The Tallest Statues of Jesus Christ” for more details.
Categories: Andes, Bolivia, Cochabamba, mountains, travel
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A vista of the mountains from the balcony of the house in Cochabamba
A few days ago, we awoke to the sight of the northern peaks that surround Cochabamba covered in an alabaster blanket. I captured the above photo from the balcony of the house in the morning. The week after we arrived in Cochabamba, cold moist air from the south pushed its way over the Andes. By “south” I mean the antarctic. These winds bring frigid weather to southern Argentina and Chile but don’t often make it up and over the southern peaks of the Andes into the Valley of Cochabamba. When they do the results can be seen here. These peaks are normally free of snow, and it’s a special treat to see the beautiful contrasts the snow creates on the mountain peaks among Cerro Tunari. The peaks seen here range in elevations from about 13,000 to 15,000 feet. Living below them is a comforting and humbling experience. The photo below was taken later in the same day from a different part of the valley.
El Tunari, Cochabamba, Bolivia – June 26, 2013
Categories: Andes, Bolivia, Cochabamba, mountains, travel, Tunari
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When we travel to Bolivia, the first stop is Aeropuerto El Alto. Flights from the U.S. land in the early morning and during the winter one can expect the temperature to be about freezing; if you arrive in the summer, expect temperatures to be about freezing. The airport sits at an altitude of just over 4,000 meters (13,000ft+). That places travelers at an altitude just about 1,000 feet lower than the highest mountains in the continental US. Altitude sickness (soroche) is common and visitors from sea level can be identified by their pale faces and bluish lips. But, after you get through customs, there are the mountains of the Cordillera Real range to greet you rising to over 6,000 meters, Illimani has a greater elevation than any mountain in North America at over 21,000 feet.
Huayna Potosi is another of the mountains that dominate the horizon in La Paz rising to an elevation over 20,000 feet.
Categories: Andes, Bolivia, Cordillera Real, Illimani, travel, Uncategorized
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We arrived in Cochabamba, Bolivia yesterday, and it is wonderful to back in the protective cradle of the valle alto de los Andes surrounded on all sides by majestic peaks and mountain ridges. Yesterday was the winter solstice celebrated by ritual festivals and the burning of fires on what is called “the coldest night of the year” e.i. the longest night. We’ve already been catching up on enjoying some of the unique culinary delights that are typical to Cochabamba. Today Hunter discovered that he is also fond of one of my favorite dishes, pinchon (pigeon) and he dug into it like an old pro after his first taste. It’s a dark meated foul with a gamey taste that requires a good deal of work for little bites.
Hunter and I have been visiting Oma in Connecticut for the past week. It has been hot, it has been cool, it has been sunny and we saw a day and a half of biblical rain. Essentially, a typical spring week in southern New England. I had forgotten how beautiful Connecticut is in the spring. The fields are all lush and the broad leaf tobacco is coming along under the mesh tents in Connecticut River Valley. We have taken the time to hike down by the Connecticut River and we’ve been out to Coventry Lake a couple times to play with Tante Katrina and Onkle Stephen. Today we took a ride on the Essex Steam Train and then went to visit Gillette’s Castle, two things I had never done even as a native Connecticut Yankee. It reminds me of how much there is to see even where I have spent decades living and growing up. In our adventures today, I learned a couple little things I didn’t know before today, and that’s the lesson for today; I can learn something new wherever I find myself as long as my eyes and mind are open and without prejudice.