We arrived in Cusco (by yet another bus), the ancient Inca capital of Peru in the late afternoon of the 6th June. The City centres on the main Plaza de Armas and seemed to have perpetual parades - When we arrived the feast of Corpus Christi was being celebrated, thousands of people thronged the Plaza and huge religious statues were being carried aloft by teams of hefty men. Adam arrived on the early morning of our second full day. He had flown from Heathrow via...

We arrived in Cusco (again by bus) the ancient Inca capital of Peru in the late afternoon of the 6th June. The City centres on the main Plaza de Armas and seemed to have perpetual parades - When we arrived the feast of Corpus Christi was being celebrated, thousands of people thronged the Plaza and huge religious statues were being carried aloft by teams of hefty men. Adam arrived on the early morning of our second full day. He had flown from Heathrow via Amste...

Yet another early morning bus journey heading for Copacabana, not the Brazilian beach in Rio or the club immortalised by Barry Manilow …… No, this is a small town on the shores of Lake Titicaca, which is the highest navigable lake in the world and spans the borders of Bolivia and Peru. We spent the night in Copacabana, where we stayed in the penthouse of a four storey greenhouse - Great view but hellishly hot. Next day we crossed to Isla Del Sol, landing on...

We arrived in La Paz by a small plane, the 40 minute flight was a good alternative to the 14 hour overnight bus journey. La Paz is the highest capital city in the world at 3800 metres (that's pushing 12,000 feet) and you feel it immediately, your breathing becomes laboured and ordinary tasks suddenly seem much more difficult. The city has a reputation for danger but we kept aware and luckily nothing untoward happened to us (it might have livened up the blog a bi...

We arrived in Sucre in darkness, the bus stopped in an anonymous street and the conductor invited us all onto the street with the word "Sucre". He emphasised it being the end of the ride by emptying all the rucksacks onto the street - We had arrived but where? An old lady pulled at my sleeve saying "Taksee" without any other option the three of us climbed into the cab, instructing the driver to take us to "Café Berlin". Bizarrely the woman climbed in beside th...