Sep 06, 2010
We met an English couple at breakfast who had had their camera nicked in Pisco in Peru. It turned out she was originally from Chandlers Ford in Southampton but now lives in Oxford, small world. I started to feel quite rough during breakfast and had to go for a lie down. We were supposed to check out but Marisa told the owner I wasn't well and she said we were more than welcome to stay in the room until we had to leave for our bus to Copacabana. With an altitude of 3827m I think it probably happens quite often. I started to feel a little better in time for the bus journey and by the time I got to the border I was fine. I never quite know what to expect from border crossings, some can be quite chaotic like crossing from Mexico into Guatemala there were hoards of money changers all shouting out their rates and people trying to sell you stuff or trying to get you into their taxi – it can be quite overwhelming. Crossing from Peru to Bolivia was very civilised there was no one except our bus there and so we just made an orderly queue and got the stamps we needed to leave and enter. The bus followed the The guy from the bus company came down the bus handing out fliers to a couple of hotels in Copacabana and as we hadn’t booked anywhere we thought we would try one of the ones he recommended as it sounded pretty cheap. It was called Hotel Mirador and although was quite old it looked unfinished. The room was ok, a view of Lake Titcaca, TV and ensuite although the bathroom had tiles missing and was abit shabby but it would do for one night.