Rurrenebaque, Lake Titicaca and a mini holiday in Cusco
6.6.10 19 °C
Right now I am sitting in 'The Real McCoy's' in Cusco trying to digest a breakfast of eggs, bacon, tomato, beans, toast and chips. Those of you who have been here will appreciate why I have had to sit here for 45 minutes after eating it. The best thing about sitting here is that I have no Pax with me....they're all off doing the Inca Trail or Lares Trek leaving me to my own devices for 4 days.
So what has been happening the past few weeks.... There was the trip to Rurrenebaque where we copped torrential rain even though it wasn't rainy season and I had to hire a jeep to take us the 12 hours back to La Paz. The coolest thing about this trip was when a squirrel monkey ran over my leg giving me a heartattack. He then turned around scratched his stomach and showed me his hand which was so human it was incredible. Even down to the tiny fingernails on his 2cm long hand.
Back from Rurrenebaque we met our new pax and started our journey north into Peru. First stop was Puno and Lake Titikaka. We did a two day one night adventure with a homestay in the middle. First we headedto the 'Floating islands' were we saw how the locals live. They basically survive on tourism and are only to happy to tell you about their lives in the hope that you will buy some of their handicrafts.....of course I did.
Second stop was Amantani Island where we stopped for the night with our host familes. We headed off to an Incatech (i.e. local dance) and tried to dance at their speed at nearly 4000m. Not at all easy.
Next morning we were woken up with muna tea (like mint but soooo much better) and we headed back onto the boat to go to Taquile Island. The textiles are what Taquile are famous for. The men spend their day knitting hats and other goods while the women tend the fields and children. A beautiful peaceful society so it seems.
Back to Puno and a night of dancing before making our way to Cusco.
Even though this place is crawling with tourists and every other second you are asked if you want a massage or are trying to be coerced into a restaraunt, it still has a really nice vibe.
The other day I spent an hour sitting on the steps of the cathedral looking at the square and the people passing by. In this time I was approached by about 1 people trying to sell their wears (paintings, jewellery, finger puppets). And well most of you know me and art so I walked away with 7 paintings of various sizes and I know most of them are exactly the same as what is being sold by the very next guy that comes along, but i only purchased if the people where willing to have a chat.
In the square this morning an old cuscenan lady approached me. Dubiously I ignored her at first but then she sat down and had a chat. With only three teeth in her head and lines on her face that would have gone from Cusco to Lima if stretched out she started asking me where I was from and started telling me about what was going on in the square (big police parade). I managed to pick up what she was saying (impossible 6 months ago) and she even taught me a few Cechua words (native Incan language). A lapse in conversation did see her bring out her wares to show me but after politely declining she did not insist and seemed happy to continue her chat with me.
So that brings me back to the now and starts me thinking about how soon it will be before I am home and chatting to you about my adventures of the last 7 months.
If anyone is interested as to how I came to be out here check out this story in the Mildura Post of Marika and Robbie. http://issuu.com/mweekly/docs/mwvol4no30/17?mode=embed&documentId=100603225528-0f45c59eaacb4616b52fa70abdd98c7b&layout=grey
till next time xx