The End of Bolivia

Back in La Paz we came back to the long-stairs hostel to get our backpacks. Luckily there were available beds so we booked a couple of nights at least  until figuring out where to will go next. Although it didn’t take me much time to figure it out that I wanted to leave La Paz.

Next morning I woke up feeling like leaving. Enough peace. So during breakfast time when everybody was around the lobby getting ready for the day,  I talked with this two Dutch girls that were going to Peru. My proposal was very simple and straightforward; “Are you going to Peru?” yes, said the red hair braless girl. “Can I go with you guys?” I said. She smiled and said yes again. Cool I thought, it was so easy.

Now I needed to tell B the B that I was leaving him behind. Not that we had a contract to respect or a pact about travelling together. But it felt weird to leave him. We have spent the last two weeks together. He understood anyway. I remember he was watching the film “Diarios de Motocicleta”, so I joined him till it was time to leave. I never finished watching that movie.

Over the Titicaca Lake - Bolivia

Over the Titicaca Lake – Bolivia

 

Titicaca Lake

In the bus station I got the bad news that the bus that my Dutch friends were taking was full. But I am a charming man. I explained my situation to the driver when he was waiting for the passengers to get in, and he said I could go in the front with him.

Just in a couple of hours we got to the lake. But it was getting dark so we stayed the night in this unknown town from where you could take a ferry and cross to Copacabana. Even if this little village was no more than a strategic parade for everyone, it was very lively during the night. It was all concentrated in a single street – bars, restaurants, and hostels – We had dinner very early and went back to sleep in the hostel.

We woke up with the sun in our window. It was a wonderful morning. We packed our stuff, had breakfast and went to cross – part of – the lake. The crossing was in a motor boat, pretty quick and smooth. On the other side of the shore was Copacabana. A famous town that serves as base for exploring Isla del Sol and Isla de la Luna.

Exploring the ancient ruins - Bolivia

Exploring the ancient ruins – Bolivia

For my surprise when we arrived to Copacabana, and after booking a room in a hostel with the girls, I bumped into the four Boys from the cities before. They were in the beach just chilling and kicking a ball. As good Argentinians, this ended up in a real match on a little concrete pitch at the beach.

Back to the hostel and exhausted for the match – it is three times harder to play football when you are 3841 meters above the sea level – I took a shower. It was damn freezing, like the lake during the night, probably the water came from the lake indeed. After it I met the guys in the beach. They were with a big group of people, playing guitar, burning things and drinking. The Duchesses stayed at the hostel sleeping.

Welcome to Cusco and the First MacDonald’s in thousands of Kilometres

Yeah, there’s a MacDonald’s in front of the main square in Cusco. Things are different there, feels more like a big city (although is not). There are different types of shops. It is a city completely aware of the touristic potential that it has. Peruvians are different too. They are more aggressive, less shy and tricky. Nights have a different feeling there. Cusco is ready for action any time.

This time the girls knew where to go. They were looking for a certain hostel where they were going to meet with friends in a few days. So we booked there a couple of nights and spent an afternoon together but later we took different ways.

I started exploring the city alone. But not for a long time. Very quickly, maybe in the second day there, I met this two friendly New Yorkers that were studying Spanish. A girl and a boy. We went out a couple of nights for food and drinks but the relationship ended right when it had to end.

At that point I was ready to go to the top of the mountain; Machu Picchu

 

The First Adventure; North to Bolivia and Peru #5

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