Its 4am in the morning Saturday and with altitude sickness trying its hardest to capture my spirit, I find myself at the computer catching up with online communications to loved ones back home.
Today we leave Puno in Peru which is the city that is home to Lake Titikaka - the highest altitude lake in the world I believe.
We have been in Puno, Peru for two days, travelling from Cusco by bus on a 9 hour journey. At first our companions questioned how they would last the distance but we all found with at least 4 - 5 stops to marvel at ruins or 1300 ad churches, the time soon passed. Not to mention, the forty winks cat naps we had which were induced by the hum of the engine and the gentle rocking of the bus.
Along the way we viewed shepherds tending their small flocks of cows, alpaca, lamas or sheep. A lonely figure in the vast green plains with surrounding mountain peaks casting shadows, catching clouds or watching over the lands below.
We saw little old ladies with their jet black hair in plats with their cheery faces beneath a black or brown bowler hat greeting us with wide smiles and souvenirs. We also saw the same aged women with colourful fabrics on their backs laden with firewood, shopping, young children or their souvenir shop yet to be unpacked.
The churches and museums we visited on our stops are absolutely amazing with their history and workmanship of times gone by. In one museum of the inka tribe, it had dsiplayed some human skulls which had evidence of brain surgery operations. Put All Saints to shame I think.
We arrived in Puna around 5.30 p.m., checked into our hotel and started to explore the streets and main square.... but that´s another story. Till then.
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