La Paz, La Paz.. crazy and high you were a lot of fun! I left Boilivia in the dead of night. Sharing a taxi with Nancy, the cab wound its way to the airport through the hillsides and for once all was quiet. As I boarded the plane I watched the bright yellow full moon slowly dip, as on the opposite side the sun started to rise, creating a layered effect of purple, blue and red in the sky. Very pretty indeed. So on my 12th flight of the trip, and by now feeling...

Bolivia - described as crazy and wild by pretty much everyone I know who has been there. Have to agree. Leaving Peru behind was going to be hard anyway, our Inca Trail girlie group had a great last day in Cuzco - taking photos of llamas, more shopping, getting massages and eating lots of yummy food at Jack's cafe. For my last evening we headed to the Inca Grill, eating ceviche and guinea pig (well, it had to be done - was lovely, like crispy duck!) then the girl...