Basilica of Our Lady of Copacabana

The entrance was on the side of the white colonial cathedral. It was a dark walled tunnel with blackened wood tables that stretched from front to back. Candles randomly scattered lay in broken and melted pieces. My eyed followed the scribbles, marks and names that the faithful had written on the walls in wax with those candles. A small statue of the Virgin Mary rested in an alcove peering down at the frail elderly women who sat on the stone floor praying. I backed up leaving her to her laments. Copacabana, Bolivia