208 CultureShock! Bolivia
Apolo and Beyond
The port of entry to the region
is the obscure town of Apolo. To
reach Apolo from the tip of the
highlands, the explorers were
fortunate to fi nd a spot in the
metallic cargo compartment of
a merchant driver’s utility truck. The metal surface collected
both cold Altiplano air and direct highland sun rays. It was
simultaneously hot and cold.
The route passes Lake Titicaca, where the pavement ends,
then bounces over a pass on the skirt of Mount Illampu,
winding down to Apolo, a semitropical mile above sea level.
Until 1994, there was no vehicle access to the town.
Andrew calls Apolo a bizarre place; its isolation has
fostered inbreeding, creating an underclass of near midgets
who cannot talk. Like the imported Oompa-Loompas in
controversial Roald Dahl’s Charlie and the Chocolate Factory,
Apolo’s peculiar muscular outcasts do heavy labour, mainly
toiling as carriers.
The town’s large plaza is surrounded by adobe structures
with corrugated roofi ng. The people are friendly. There are
three restaurants. But you’d better tell them in advance
if you plan to eat; there’s not enough volume for steady
service. The façade of one of the restaurants is covered
with pornographic photographs. The town’s primary mode
of subsistence involves 15-day round-trip forest treks, to
collect incense.
Andrew was to make several trips from Apolo, through the
cloud forests that rise up again to 2,800 m (9,186 ft), then
down to the tropics, with a fi nal destination in the town of
San José.
In the 1940s, this route was a cattle trail. In the 1980s, it
became a cocaine trail. Today, coca is still grown, but only
for domestic use. Hard boiled, independent gold prospectors
are the newest breed to penetrate a territory that is wilder
than the old Wild West.
During the long hours of tough hiking, Andrew and his
colleagues chewed the native coca leaf, learning fi rst hand that
Coca consumption was once
restricted to the Inca nobility,
but was later introduced to farm
labourers and miners, as a means
of increasing stamina and killing
hunger. For Andrew, chewing
coca was an obligatory example
of cultural adaptation.