La Paz is a happening spot, nice city. Safe city. We dined at Tamarinds. It covered the usual bases - giant margaritas, delicious guacamole, and singing and dancing. I had giant camarones. We also got to witness our friends flailing at a pinata.
It also had various birds and chickens. Remember that time you went to a restaurant, and a little chicken bird jumped on your friend's back, then when you tried to shoo it away, it boldly jumped on the table, marched down the table of 16 people tring to tell it to f-off yet wasn't intimitaded one iota, then walked back to its corner and hopped off? No? Oh yeah, cause that's not normal at food establishments. That's what these little pricks did though.