Copa - Copacabana (to be sung a la Barry Manilow)
Trip Start Aug 17, 2005
31Trip End Jul 01, 2006
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It was a strange feeling boarding a bus alone, and sitting in relative silence for several hours. Luckly i have my CD player as company - at least there is a button to stop it when i want, and it only creates sounds i want to listen to...
First stop was Copacabana, which is a really chilled small town on the shores of the lake, with mountains surrounding it, and a near cloudless-sky all day. There were loads of little cafes to while-away the time in; sitting in hammocks looking over the endless lake was a favourite past time in the few days i spent there. After these days, i set off on a 20km walk to Isle del Sol, which is famed for being the place the Incas thought the Sun was born at
The walk was brilliant - with company such as Cat Stevens and Neil Young singing in my ears and the sun beating down - i passed through loads of small villages, farms and forests before getting approached by a man wanting to take me across the island on his boat. After throwing in free lunch and some runner beans he was growing, i thought i should go with him, so the two of us set off in his boat for 45 minutes; whereupon he dropped me at an unofficial landing site, so he didnīt have t pay the port fees. This meant a right scramble up a cliff face (with all my belongings), and then a 3km walk along a precarious foot-wide track to the port.
The island was a lovely place to spend a day, just walking along deserted tracks to numerous Inca sites, and watching more fantastic sunsets over the mountains and lake. The following day i took a boat back to Copacabana and left for Cuzco (should take 12 hours), to meet up with some folk from Peru who i would stay with for a few days. The bus was infact a growling 18hours and meant i arrived - tired and slightly drunk after sharing several beers with a peruvian musician - in Cuzco at 3am, and had to then mission around for a bed.
Spent a good 3 days in Cuzco, catching up with friends who are working there, and doing little in the days except watching films and the occassional game of football (the life a backpacker leads...). It was then time for another bus journey - this time all the way to La Paz...