Sonesta Posada Del Inca Puno

... minutes on the road. There were street fires and people living in old vehicles next to the main road. Dogs were everywhere rummaging old dustbin bags. It wasn’t a place we wanted to be in long. We pulled up in a busy street, the engines turned off and the driver got out. No-one knew what was happening, we assumed he had gone to get some lunch. Christie and I jumped out looking for some toilets, we went to several places, restaurants, cafes until we came to somewhere with ...

... was pretty exhausting and hot with all our clothes on! After the band finished a couple of the tourists borrowed their guitar and provided us with their own entertainment. One girl sang a Spanish song while a couple danced a Samba, this girl had such a pretty voice i had to find her afterword to compliment her. She didn´t speak English but i was able to figure out she was from Argentina. Our tour guide, Vladimir, also played the guitar and sang a song, he used ...

... I´m pretty sure these people are accustomed to tourists and have learned to prepare meals cleanly but you still never know...<br><br>Matjea and I headed for a hike to the ruins of pachapata at the top of the island. However, we enjoyed the journey and sites along the way far more than the ruins itself. Romulo designated Abraham our official tour guide. Sweet and darling doesn´t even describe this pleasant well-mannered boy. In ...

... bus´ - it costs more but in the scheme of things what´s $20 when it saves you a few hours that might allow us to see more of La Paz that day - only to find that the tourist bus was running 4 hours late from Lima... So we took the ´locals´ bus that went via Copacabana (not the beach in Rio unfortunately). <br><br>It turned out that that bus really was designed for people terminating in Copa. since it stopped there for a couple of hours and ...

We left Machu Picchu and headed back to Cusco. We had been given separate seats on the train again and Dan had to sit with an american family who didnt speak to each other. I got to sit with a family from Malaysia (mum, dad and son). They spoke english and were a lot of fun. I had my first traditionally-made pisco sour and it was really good! <br><br>We get back to Cusco and decide we may as well continue so we get an overnight bus through to Puno. From there we head out to ...

... ontop of a floating base, all their huts and boats are also made of reeds. We listened to the tour guide ramble for a bit and then had some free time - the president of the islands wife summoned al and i to her hut, and then proceeded to dress me up in their local dress... very funny! - we then felt inclined to buy something from her stall, and got away with getting a little andean cross necklace. We had a ride on a reed boat and then set back off to the next island... as we ...

... cool, it was hard to sleep. After breakfast, met the boat at 8am to go to Isla Taquile (3rd largest island). The people of that island are known for their textiles and even the men knit. They don´t use any patterns, just what inspires them!<br><br>A great walk up to the summit for lunch overlooking the lake. Had to be the most peaceful and tranquille lunch I have ever had. I barely remember the food =)<br><br>A three hour ...

... the sistine chapel of the Americas. Pretty amazing paintings inside and the ceiling is beautiful, no photos of course and there is a lot of restoration to be done.Chance for retail therapy outside then back on the bus. Slowly rising upwards and it is getting bleaker outside. Next stop was Racchi, this was the site of Wiracocha temple another Incan temple, nobility only no rif raf allowed. The sun is pretty fierce so we got ice blocks and out of ...

... and planned on going to Puno on Lake Titicaca the following morning. i was at the bus station super early and bought my ticket to Puno, and while waiting i met a lone traveler from France that was going to to this small pueblo on the lake called Copachica, and then from there to this tiny indigenious farming village right on the lake. her bus was going to a city called Juliaca, which i really dont recommend, unless you have to stop there. my bus had to stop ...

... budget so we were beginning to <br> panic a little. Four months still to go in South America... Our money wasn't <br> going to last until the end if we continued on the same foot. <br><br> <br><br> It crossed our minds to phone home and ask for money, like so many other travellers <br> do. Our stubborn nature prevented us from doing so. We fantasised about performing <br> mime or singing in the street, with a hat to catch the coins. Nahh ...