Music Videos That Are More Dramatic Than Death

Aoife, Mike and I boarded a bus from Salta, Argentina at about 10pm last night. The night before, we had spent on an overnight bus from Resistencia. Salta was spent wandering around in an icecream fueled daze (Aoife ordered a quarter of a kilo of icecream, protesting 'I didn't know that it would be that much!'). Anyhow, we made it to La Quiaca, the border town, and legged it, with some friendly Bolivians, to the border. Crossing the border was easy - no fruit and vegetable checks unlike those hyper-vegetation-aware Argentines.

We then belted it for a 7am bus to Tupiza, where we now lazily reside, trying to adjust to the altitude and the bad reggaeton music. I have never been to a continent where the accordion and panpipes are so prevalent, and my dad likes a good rousing accordion performance from time to time.

Bolivia is beautiful - we´re actually in the town where Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid met their final demise. Tomorrow, we´re going horse riding through real cowboy territory, for 7 hours. My butt cringes at the thought.

The blog title refers to over dramatic foreign music videos. We were in a Korean restaurant in Christchurch and we watched a big screen which was playing a DVD consisting entirely of these kind of videos. This is the basic plot - a man falls in love with a woman. Mafia are involved. There is a bad punch up. Someone dies. A horse runs thoughtfully through a field. It rains. An orchestra appears. There is a beach. The dead body gets washed out to sea. I thought that this might have been an Asian thing but we witnessed the South American version today. Less gangsters, maybe, but a similar plot/timeline. It is super entertaining to watch when you´re drinking your semi illegal coca tea.