A lie-in was in order after the previous day’s high altitude excitement. Eventually I went for a wander around the centre of the city, changed some dollars for Bolivanos, went to buy postcards of Chacaltaya, …
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36. Skiing at Chacaltaya
On 13th January, after a quick breakfast and a stop to get some high energy food, I arrived at the Club Andino, and ended up on the second of the 2 small buses that were …
Continue reading35. Into Bolivia
During the night of 8th January my insides felt as thought they were exploding, and I hardly slept at all. Evidently I ate something I shouldn’t have, and whatever it was, it cleaned out the …
Continue reading34. Amantaní Island
On the morning of 6th January I woke up early, suddenly knowing that I did, after all, want to visit the island of Amantaní. Basically I figured that for the next days or weeks I …
Continue reading33. Puno and the Floating Islands of Uros
An early start got me to Cusco station in time. I got a window seat on the right, in a carriage which was mostly foreign travellers. My carriage, at least, wasn’t too uncomfortable – it …
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I felt much better when I woke on the morning of 2nd January – no more fever – so I ordered a good breakfast. After checking out of Gringo Bill’s I got to the station …
Continue reading31. Machu Picchu
The lively conversation with the 3 New Zealand girls finally petered out in the early hours of New Years day, and I hit the sack, setting my alarm rather optimistically for 6 am. My problem …
Continue reading30. To Aguas Calientes by Train
I was up at 5:30 to make sure I got to the station in plenty of time. At the station I had to search for the travel agent to make sure I got on the …
Continue reading29. Lima to Cusco
Lima being the second city on my Poste Restante list, after a good night’s sleep my first priority was to go the post office to see if there was any mail. There was loads! It …
Continue reading28. Baños to Lima
On Christmas Day I could barely walk. It wasn’t clear if the near agony in my leg muscles was due to the ascent of Tungurahua, the decent of Tungurahua, or to chasing Swedes around the …
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