I am, without a doubt, the most intrigued person in Bolivia when it comes to power lines. They’re everywhere and so dense. It’s like Spiderman flew through the city shooting power lines instead of web fluid. When I mentioned it to a local Cochabambino the other day, she looked up and said, “I guess there are a lot of lines.” I get a kick out of them whenever I see them (i.e. every day). My theory is that each line goes directly to an appliance in someone’s house. That one on the left is someone’s refrigerator; the one below it is a microwave; to the right is a TV/DVD combo. If you really want to be astounded by the electrical jungle, take a closer look.