sucre...not even off the runway

sauturday, jenn and I flew to sucre, aka the white city and bolivias other capital. It was a really good trip. It began with my latin mamasita barging in my room at 545am (5 min before my alarm) saying you need to get up and eat breakfast...your going to be late! I was on time, anyhow, I got ready, ate some more cake, fruit and had come coffee. I met jenn on the corner where we walked one block to find the mini bus marked aeroporte. Hopped on and headed to the airport. We purchased our tickets, boarded our plane. While we were waiting, I was staring out the window to see a luggage cart about 6-8ft high with a box tettering and then collapsed to the ground... I gasped. Jenn replied, what? A bag fall? I said no, a dog. The box was a kennel and this little white fluffy dog breaks free from the broken kennel and bolts down the tarmac. There were 3-4 guys trying to catch this little guy. One guy gets close, grabs the little dogs neck and lifts him up in an aggresive manner. The dog then bites the guys hand causeing the guy to drop the dog 4 feet in the air. The dog bolts it again. Now, this other guys calls the dog in a loving manner, pets him and then was able to put hime back in the kennel. As they were trying to put the broken door back on the kennel, the dog slithers up and out again. This dog was determined... I joke u not. They invert the kennel with the dog inside and the dog makes one more unsuccessful attempt in breaking free. The airport workers finally had the dog contained holding the door over the dogs head. I felt so bad for the little dog but couldn't stop laughing at this crazy situation. This was just the beginning of our trip...always an adventure.