As Bolivia slowly began to recover from its worst drought in 25 years, I investigated how this was impacting the country’s farmers and market traders for From Our Own Correspondent.
I could smell it, but couldn’t see it – the odour of pungent, stinking animal flesh – somewhere in the middle distance. I could hear it too: “Carne, carne, carne!” shouted a man, from under a large tarpaulin. “Meat, meat, meat”.
I wasn’t much interested in either the animal, or even the part of the animal, he was hawking.But show me a gristly pork chop or a gleaming chicken fillet and it’s enough to make vomit rise violently to the back of my throat. In Bolivia’s biggest market, though, such gruesome sights are all around.
You can listen to the full dispatch from Bolivia here.
November 29, 2016