Isla de Sol

Copacabana, Bolivia


Woo-ha! I made it across the border from Peru to Bolivia – not being too sure about the stable situation of the country I was well pleased to find that only the official capital of Bolivia, Sucre, was affected by the riots. The main reason being is that the people in Sucre want the government to come back to Sucre and not stay in La Paz which is known as the defacto capital. Consequently there were riots and a 3 people were killed by the police. At the moment the situation is stable but as you will see from the first places I have visited it looks nothing but peaceful.

Staying in Copacabana for 2 nights at Wendy Mar was a great treat after a long drive from Peru. I could not believe that the hotel cost us $4 per night and it was really lovely besides from the temperamental showers that have some odd electrical wires sticking out the top — mmmm electricity and water don´t exactly go together me thinks!!

Lake Titicaca from the Bolivian side is way more beautiful than from Peru and with the local food kiosks overlooking the harbour you can definitely enjoy watching some beautiful sunsets over a cold beer. I did try some of the local Bolivian wine – which tasted of warm Ribena and the best bit was the alcohol percentage was….wait for it….0.05%. So much for warming up with a class of vino tinto.

It was not just feet up in Copacabana but a small trip out to Isla de Sol (the island of the sun). It was a 2hour trip across to the island before we went on a 6 hour walk across the island to enjoy some amazing views. Not for those that struggle with altitude but if you take it slow it is rather enjoyable – but you also have to remember that most boats leave at 4pm so not too much dawdling is allowed. The sun was well up for the boat trip back and it was a perfect end before making the long drive to La Paz the next day.

To ensure a great drive we joined local tradition and had our vehicle blessed by the local priest in the main square…bizzare but I had real fun decorating the truck for the occassion.

Floating on the Uros Islands

Puno, Peru

Leaving Cuzco we set off in Cameron (my transportation for the next few months) to Puno. It was a beautiful drive with views of snow capped mountains and long stretches of great landscape. We stopped off along the way to visit the Sillustani Ruins – which are ruins dating back to pre Inca times. To be honest although I find these sites interesting I think I am all ´ruined` out at the moment! We spent the night out in Puno which is nothing really to write home about and very much on the dangerous side.

It was the next morning that I was looking forward too – heading out to Uros Islands or the floating reed islands and most people call them. Classed by some people as touristy it is still very fascinating and without our visits these people would not be able to survive. I was not brave enough to eat the reeds that they use to build there islands, houses and eat – which was just as well as nearly everyone that tried came down with some dodgy tummies.

I loved the islands with the colourfully dressed inhabitants and the cute little girls who sang and danced for us when we arrived. It was also a peaceful journey across the highest navigable lake in the world – lake Titikaka.