After the very easy task of the bordor crossing on a bus, we arrived in the town of Copacabana.
Copacabana; famous for music and dancing and all night romancing. Granted the song is about the beach resort in Brazil and not about the delightful but cold town on Lake Titicaca in Bolivia. But it should be! The one in Brazil is named in honour of this little town. As we were now in Bolivia I was expecting Copacabana to be far less developed then the places I´d seen in Peru, but I was thoroughly wrong - compared to Puno this place was Paris. A very picturesque little town.
Sunset from Copacabana.
We arrived on a Sunday - the tradition here is to bless you car every week outside the Cathedral by covering it in multicoloured crap made out of flowers, confetti and stuff, all very crazy. So your motor looks like a float from Mardy Gras afterwards. Hmm.
We hiked for 3 hours along the bonny coast and eventually got on a boat to the Isla del Sol (Island of the Sun) where legend has it the first Inca´s were born out of the lake. All very fun and mystical. We spent a night on the island, exploring it fully the next day. A very beautiful place, with very few other tourist and paths, so there was some hardcore cross-country going down.
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