Hello again!

Unfortunately the blog is a little bit behind at the mo!! Since we last updated it we have travelled through a whole country! We left Peru on Sept 29th and crossed over the border to Bolivia to visit Lake Titicaca.

We stayed in a lovely town called Copacobana and had some fab views of the lake from our hostel. Lake Titicaca is the highest ´navigable´lake in the world and the largest lake in South America (Wiki is great for the facts!). We spent a few days lying on hammocks soaking up the sun and visited an island called Isla del Sol. This is another place of importance in Inca history so as you can imagine there was more trekking involved. They love their hills and God forbid they would take a short-cut! It had amazing views of the lake so it was worth all the effort.

La Paz, the capital city of Bolivia, was our next destination. It was probably one of the safest capital cities we have visited, in our opinion anyway. And definitely the cheapest so we did a wee bit of shopping. We stayed in an Irish hostel in La Paz so there was not much sleep had for the 4 nights, we´ve just about recovered from it now.

One of the best things we did so far was to take a trip down ´Death Road´. We had been hearing about this since we stepped foot on the continent, with a mixture of opinions. I had made my mind up that there was no way I was cycling down a road that could be the end of me. What sense did that make? Ger on the other hand felt a wee bit of pressure from all the lads that had done it and threatened never to speak to him again if he didn´t do it! Before I knew it I was standing at 4700m high getting kitted out with a motorbike helmet, knee pads and elbow pads!! I felt a little better about the fact that I had phoned home the night before although I said nothing to the fam about it! It was a class buzz and I had no shame in being at the back of the group holding on for dear life and making sure I didn´t look up and accidentily take in the views!! Ger was flying it, up ahead with all the boys. The road is so-called because it has the highest number of recorded deaths in the world, approx. 200-300 per year. I think it may be less now as there is a new road open for traffic although we still met the odd car along the way. The surface is very rough and people generally go off the edge due to how narrow the road is! We cycled for 64Km all down hill to a height of 1100m, great craic!

Waking up the next morning with arthritic hands due to how hard I was pulling the brakes was not fun! We packed up and got an overnight bus to a town called Uyuni. This is where we started our ´salt flats´tour from. You will hear all about that in our next blog which will be VERY soon, I promise!

Thanks a mil for all the messages.

Lots of love,

Linda and Ger xxx