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Currently in Copa Copacobana! sadly not the one that the song is about, though that hasn´t stopped me singing it constantly, even in my sleep. Luckily Pete loves this song, it´s his favourite so he hasn´t been even slightly irritated. (he he).
Since I wrote a novel about the Inca trail, I neglected Puno and the spooky floating islands we visited... Los Uros Island in the middle of Lake Titicaca is entirely made of reeds; the island itself, the houses, the boats, the watch tower... the people even eat reeds. When we got off the boat and jumped onto the island the sensation was wierd! It kind of bobs... We ate a bit of reed, which was... yummy!!! Such a shame we don´t have that delicacy back home. The leader of the island told us about their way of life. The best bit was how they deal with naughty people who won´t work (fish or lay new reeds). Basically they get a big saw and cut off the naughty persons house and let them float off until they have learned their lesson and bring back fish! Brilliant.
The people also sang for us which I hated because the people were like puppets performing for us. Then we sped off (yeah right) on a reed boat and to Taquile island which was quite boring so I won´t write about it.
Copacabana is really nice. Half way between Puno and La Paz so we decided to break up the bus journey and stay a night here. It´s on the lake still. We had a bit of a disaster with a pedalo when we first arrived. Ok so it was my idea to go on one, and yes I was driving, but it was Pete´s fault that we got washed up in totally the wrong place and couldn´t move, and had to get wet pulling the thing out of the water. Highly embarassing for us and highly entertaining for the spectators. We promptly paid and legged it as fast as possible!
Bought a bottle of Bolivia´s finest vino tinto... tasted like cheap port and could only be consumed a gulp at a time between chunks of toblerone! We failed in polishing that off and instead went for dinner and guess what else... IN DATE BEER!!! Astonishing, the first ever. Made my evening. I no longer felt like I was being exploited and drinking sub standard produce. Wonder if I´ll ever get to feel so accepted again on this trip... we shall see.
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