What I ate for a week: La Paz, Bolivia edition

New series! This isn't meant to be a health diary as much as it is a peek into what's available in the countries where I live and how my eating habits change in each country. Let me know if you like it or if it's boring.

I've written before about how I gave up health when I joined RY. I miss health food terribly - local greens (that I'm not scared will give me food poisoning), lean protein, almond milk. I suppose almond milk isn't "health food" as much as it is "easy on Taylor's lactose sensitive belly."

My friend Michael made a joke the other day that we read menus very differently in Bolivia. We don't look for healthy, we don't even look for tasty. We look for safe. Things that won't land us in the hospital.

Sound dramatic? Tell that to my multiple friends who have landed themselves in La Paz's hospitals, with salmonella or other stomach infections, just because they ordered the wrong thing at the wrong restaurant.

Sure, I could risk it. But I've been sick enough in South America. I just want a month of not throwing up so hard that it comes out my nose. K?

So, here's all of the "safe" food I ate, during one workweek in La Paz. My Durham self is scowling at this smattering of food. Actually, my La Paz self is scowling. There are no veggies, lots of bread, and honestly? Too few calories per day.

I'm really looking forward to a happier and healthier belly in other countries.



Breakfast: cafe cortado doble and the desayuno americano (scrambled eggs, "bacon," toast, OJ). The eggs are risky. But I wanted protein.

Lunch: I didn't eat lunch. My stomach felt weird. My stomach always feels grumbly in the middle of the day in La Paz and I never have an appetite. 

Dinner: Seafood ravioli. I've ordered it before from this restaurant and it was fine. This time, however, it tasted a little suspect. I ate approximately six bites and then gave up. I did, however, eat the bread we got pre-meal. Bread is safe.



Breakfast: cafe cortado doble and the desayuno americano (scrambled eggs, "bacon," toast, OJ). Same as Monday - it didn't make me sick and it's a lot of calories. That's important, when I'm barely eating.

Lunch: Coca tea. No, that doesn't count as lunch, but I started getting those ominous stomach-related goosebumps. Food = danger. 

Snack: Cheesy dough thing. I dunno what it is. They were free in our workspace, so I ate one. It was tasty. EDIT: it's called a cuñape

Dinner: Beef pho and M&Ms. Ah, the flavors of home.



Breakfast: French toast and a cafe cortado doble.

Lunch: Beef empanadas, coca tea, and a te con te (like a Bolivian hot toddy, made with a local liquor called singani). I was stressed. Hot toddies are my go-to when I'm stressed.

Dinner: Green curry.



Breakfast: French toast and a cafe cortado doble.

Lunch: hey, the ominous nausea goosebumps are back!

Dinner: Confit de Canard and too much red wine. A splurgy meal with wonderful friends.



Breakfast: French toast and a cafe cortado doble. Because I am predictable.

Lunch: Roast beef sandwich and fried yucca. Photo in header.

Dinner: Beef pho and fresh melon juice. I had to say goodbye to Andres, our favorite Bolivian chef, who runs the Vietnamese restaurant!


Is this interesting or boring? Tell me in the comments.

Taylor Coil is traveling the world with Remote Year, living in 12 countries in 12 months, while working as a marketing manager. Follow along to read more philosophies on work, stories from the road, and general (mis)adventures. Sign up for the weekly email or read more from the blog.