Day 13 - 15 Lake Titicaca

Surprisingly enough the Lake Titicaca town of Copacabana is not the one from the song of the same name - that didn´t stop us from singing the song all the way there. We arrived around midday and e was in bed crook about two hours later. Which was lucky really as Copa turned out to be a bit of a hole.

However, it wasn´t the swinging night life that had drawn us there, it was the Isla Del Sol (Island of the Sun) - the mythological birthplace of the first Inca King. And it didn´t disappoint!

Our party (minus e) took off first thing the next day for the two hour trip to the island. We were serinaded by a lovely young man at the pier before we left, continuing the tradition of fine sounds we´ve been hearing all across this continent. The trip out was really nice, with lovely blue sky and waters, and the island had an air of age and wisdom (at least that´s what I imagined).

After walking for a bout 5 kms we came across our first Inca ruins - I was pretty happy.

After a little investigating and contemplation of the ancient rituals that must have happened here, we headed back to the south of the island for some more ruins, then home again.

The next day we took off to Puno and made a little trip out to the reed islands - people living on islands made of reeds. It´s pretty crazy... we really enjoyed it tho.

Puno was nicer than Copa and we enjoyed our time here. Unfortunately Neil and Sar got really sick before we were due to leave for Cusco and had to stay an extra day. We decided we could be of little service to them in their state, and stuck to our plan - Cusco via the Sacred Valley of the Inca!