Plaza de Armas de Puno

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  • Day8

    Colca Cayon - Puno

    January 9 in Peru ⋅ 🌧 11 °C

    Früh aufstehen 05:30 Uhr, damit wir die Kondore im Colca Tal in der Morgenthermik nicht übersehen.
    Schönes Tal mit atemberaubenden Aussichtspunkte.
    Besonders beeindruckend sind die Inka-Terrassenfelder, die seit Jahrhunderten als Anbaufläche genutzt werden.
    Wir hatten Glück und könnte sogar mehrere Kondore sichten.
    Anschließend 5h Busfahrt nach Puno - die Stadt am Titticacasee 3.820 m (das ist der größte beschiffbare Süßwasser See)
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  • Day9

    Puno - Titicacasee

    January 10 in Peru ⋅ ⛅ 12 °C

    Pick up vom Hostel 6:50 Uhr
    Zuerst besuchten wir per Boot die schwimmenden Dörfer der Uros. Dieser indigene Stamm bauen sich ihre schwimmenden Insel aus Schilff und den
    Wurzelballen der Schilffpflanze, der von selbst schwimmt.
    Nachher fuhren wir weiter zu der Insel Tagquile.
    Hier spazierten wir an den alte Inka Terrassen vorbei und bekamen wir eine Einführung in die traditionelle Webtechnik. Das Weben und Stricken wird vor allem von Männern praktiziert.
    Zum Mittagessen gabs frisch gefangene Forelle mit lokal angebautem Gemüse.
    Abends schlenderten wir durch die Altstadt von Puno und beim Herbert gab es Alpaca Geschnetzeltes zum Abendessen.
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  • Day14

    Puno, Titicacasee

    April 12, 2018 in Peru

    Über Nacht sind wir mit dem Bus nach Puno am Titicacasee gefahren. Gegenüber der Copacabana in Bolivien ein viel größerer Ort und leider nicht ganz so schön. Die Stadt ist überall ziemlich voll. Heute haben wir uns um die Tour für morgen gekümmert und uns bisschen an den See gesetzt.

  • Day176

    Party-time in Puno

    January 21, 2018 in Peru

    Early in the morning, we set out for Puno, which is about three hours from Copacabana, including three-quarters of an hour going through customs. The border crossing was much more relaxed compared to when we crossed into Chile from Argentina. The bus dropped us off to go through Bolivian customs and then we had to walk a couple hundred metres to the Peruvian customs office. At both of the custom offices, we were entertained by a Bolivian woman, who was filled with so much white privilege that she thought that she could skip the lines and push in before others. This was after she had almost barrelled us over to get out of the bus. Karma got her in the end as she hadn't completed the immigration paperwork correctly and was sent away.

    We only intended to stop in Puno overnight to break-up the journey from Copacabana to Cuzco. People had warned us that there wasn't much in the town. But fortunately for us, it was pre-carnaval time and the whole town was in party mode. After checking into our hotel, we went in search of food and we happened to stumble upon the pre-carnaval parade. The search for food was temporarily ditched in place of watching the fanfare that was being put on display by each of the different neighbourhoods of Puno. We were mesmerised by the Cholitas as they twirled to the music in an almost hypnotic manner.

    But hunger got the better of us and we had to resume our search. As we navigated through the streets, dodging the partygoers, we eventually fulfilled our need for food. Afterwards, we decided to walk to Lake Titicaca to get views from the Peruvian side. Along the lake, people were sprawled as far as we could see. As we weaved through the crowd, we came upon a group of men drinking beer (as were most of the crowd). Within seconds, they had offered us beers and we weren't able to refuse their hospitality. Once we had established that we were Australian and not American, they began asking if they could have photographs with us. Each drunken man posed with us for a photo, which was generally accompanied by a new cup of beer, until we had to politely decline. After much drinking, a bit of dancing and being treated like celebrities, we excused ourselves to explore the festivities. We couldn't have asked for a better welcome to Peru.

    Next stop: Cuzco.

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  • Day28

    Across the Altiplano

    May 25, 2018 in Peru

    They often say that there is nothing like a good night's sleep to make you feel on top of the world. If that is the case then I should be feeling terrific, because last night was nothing like a good night. In fact my final night in Cusco was a disaster.

    It certainly started OK. After grabbing a quick dinner and having a final walk around the perimeter of the plaza, I returned to my room, eagerly looking forward to an early night. By 9.30 pm I was in bed and drifting away to the mythical Land of Nod. By 12 midnight I was rudely and abruptly awoken by some extremely loud music coming from somewhere nearby. It went on and on By 1.00 am I turned on the TV to try and get some distraction. By 2.00 am the music was still thumping away and my thoughts were turning murderous. By 3.00 am I had tried hiding my head under the blankets, putting my fingers in my ears, tossing from one side to the other. Nothing worked. The music played on.

    When the clock finally showed 4.30 am I gave up, got out of bed and spent some time on my computer. My only consolation was that I knew that we were going to have a very long time in the bus today and hopefully that would give some chance to catch up on lost sleep.

    After a quick breakfast we were met by a tall Quechuan, introducing himself as Karlos, or more particularly Kar-r-r-r-los (with a rolling r sound). He was going to be our guide today to safely escort us to Puno, about 350 km further south than Cusco.

    We were quickly ushered to a small bus that was parked outside the hotel. By the time we crammed all our luggage and our 13 travellers inside it was quite squeezy. The thought of 10 or more hours of travel in this bus no longer seemed quite so attractive. Fortunately I needn't have worried as the small bus was only used to transport us to the outskirts of the city where we were transferred to full size luxury tour bus. Beside our guide, Karrrrlos, we also had two drivers to rotate the driving duties. We all spread out, tilted the seats back and made ourselves comfortable.

    As we left Cusco behind we first stopped at the mighty Incan wall that marked the southern entrance to the city of Cusco. Each time we are presented with such a structure we have to marvel at the engineering brilliance of these people. How did they achieve so much in such a short time, without even having written language ?

    Steadily climbing we soon reached the massive central plateau, known as the antiplano. This massive region is mostly over 4000 metres above sea level and consists of a huge central flat region surrounded by towering mountains. Along the road we passed through a never ending succession of tiny towns, all languishing in the dust. All that was missing were a few tumbleweeds to complete the scene of desertion and dilapidation.

    After a lunch stop at a large roadhouse the journey continued. Each little town was preceded by a large speed hump, requiring the bus to almost slow to a stop in order to bounce over it. The towns themselves always consisted of several large petrol stations and a motley collection of half finished buildings. In fact nothing ever seems to actually ever get finished here. The skyline is populated by a sea of reinforcements pointing into the sky. I would have loved to have visited each town with an angle grinder, just to give all these unfinished buildings a proper haircut.

    After about 10 hours in the bus we had covered a distance of a little over 300 km. In Australia such a drive would probably have taken around 3 hours, but we were certainly NOT in Australia. Our final destination for the day was to be Puno, the city at the edge of the mighty Lake Titicaca. This massive lake is shared between Peru and Bolivia and, at 4000 m elevation, is reputed to be the highest navigable lake in the world.

    Before reaching Puno the bus had to travel through Juliaca. On our last trip to Peru in 2010 we all agreed that Juliaca must be the dirtiest, ugliest and dustiest city in all of Peru. By 2018 I think the place has deteriorated even further. I won't try to describe the chaos and filth of this crowded excuse for a city, but I would advise any would be traveller to NEVER consider looking for a hotel to stay in Juliaca.

    About 30 mins later we finally reached Puno. The sun had set but we were able to get our first sights of the mighty lake as we fought our way through the traffic into the centre of the town. Our hotel is the Casa Andina, not far from the centre of the city. The location is quite good, but none of us could ever understand how our driver managed to squeeze a full sized bus through narrow lanes without causing major damage along the way. It did require the additional services of an outside assistant and much reversing and manoeuvring to finally reach the hotel. But we did make it. Tomorrow we will explore the lake itself and visit the enigmatic floating islands of Uros.
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  • Day41

    In the past days we went all the way up to the highest navigable lake in the world (3809m). The lake is so large it really resembles the sea but if you look closely, you can spot the snowy mountains that are appearing among the white clouds.
    We visited different islands, with the first one being the Uros islands. These floating islands are made of reed and the Uro inhabitants need to maintain their many little islands every two weeks. We stayed for one night on a "real" island called Amantani with a local family, which was a very nice experience. And besides eating yummie ceviche de trucha from the Titicaca lake, we also spent some time in the city of Puno to buy warm clothes made of alpaca wool - as the annual average in temperature here is only 8°C!!Read more

  • Day38

    Merry Christmas (NZ Time)

    December 24, 2017 in Peru

    Christmas eve in Puno. Spent much of it researching future accomodation. Rio over new years is very expensive and largely booked. We'll find something but should've probably booked earlier. Chalk it up to experience.

    I think we're all missing Christmas at home a little (though the others will deny it). Christmas lunch tomorrow will not be of the same fare as in Wellington. Looking forward to Brazil though.

    We're flying in to Lima at 11:30 pm. Might see Santa delivering a few final presents.

    Pics: (1) Puno; (2) Leftover All Whites poster: Rojas, Reid, Boxall (!) and Marinovic.
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  • Day37

    Bon Voyage

    December 23, 2017 in Peru

    This confounded continent insists on repeatedly making me sick. While Louis and Eyob are spending the day sailing Lake Tittikaka, I've spent most of it in bed.

    On the bright side, a ton of football has been on TV today. Started with the nix (lost), then El Clasico, then Juve v Roma and now, as I write, Man United are playing.

    We did 'sail' the lake ourselves yesterday. You can hire a paddle boat for 7 soles (though we bargained it down to 5). Our good ship had a fearsome dragon prow but Captain Eyob steadfastly refused our requests to ram other paddlers.

    Pics: (1) HMS The Green Dragon; (2) 'I am the captain now'; (3) 2 games at once.
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  • Day217

    Puno, a quick stop

    November 27, 2018 in Peru ⋅ ⛅ 10 °C

    Puno, well, not much going on here at all. I thought it would be a good stop to see the lake for a night, but it’s a pretty standard town and would be a lot busier in high season. You an see from all the moured boats that it was dead! Great bus journey here from Arequipa though, amazing sunsets and great views of the back of Chachani!Read more

  • Day65


    March 2, 2017 in Peru

    Adios Bolivien. Auf geht's nach Peru.

    Kleines Fazit: 3 Länder haben wir hinter uns, Argentinien, Chile und Bolivien. Mal mehr, mal weniger.
    Während Argentinien und Chile sehr westlich und extrem teuer sind, erlebt man direkt hinter der Grenze zu Bolivien einen wahren Kulturschock. Hat man sich an den Lebensstil und die Kultur hier aber erstmal gewöhnt, hängt Bolivien den anderen beiden in Sachen Schönheit, Abenteuer und Erlebnis in nichts hinterher, ganz im Gegenteil. Es hat uns tatsächlich am besten gefallen bislang.

    Meine Isolmatte hat noch vor dem ersten Gebrauch den Geist aufgegeben; mein Daypack hat nach 2 1/2 Monaten den Lasten nicht mehr stand gehalten und musste geklebt werden; meine Silikonflasche hat einen Dichtungsring verloren, das konnte ich aber fixen, ebenso wie meine Trekkinghose, welche im Schritt geplatzt ist, hier konnten meine formidablen Nähkünste vorerst Abhilfe schaffen.
    Bei Sasi ist ein Schnürsenkel kaputt, der Schuh geht immer auf.
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