Getting closer to Boliviar, we were to set off this morning at 7.30 for puno. Bianca and I were the first to breakfast. Katia showed up having not slept at all from the night out and the others were slowly trickling in. By the time we were walking up to our minibus that was to take us to the main bus station, there was still no sign of Sabi or Harj. Raoul went and knocked on their door... Which was lucky as that was what woke them up. We then got stuck in traff...

Had a bit of a sleep in thismorning, but it was hard after so many early starts, so at 7 Bianca, Danielle, Brad and I went and put some laundry in and took a stroll back to the markets. We just wandered around taking some photos and chatting to some of the stall holders. I bought a rug off this really really lovely old lady that was so sweet. I got a photo with her at her stall and she sent us off with a big cuddle. After that we went to have a coffee at the b...

Ergh. 3am wake up call by a porter knocking on our tent. On top of that, it was raining. We all blamed Brad for making an offering to Mother Earth last night (in the tradition of the local mountain people) that was pretty crude. It went something like... (toss a capful of wine into the earth) "here mother earth, you dirty b****, suck on that!" (sorry nanna). Even though he is really inappropriate sometimes, brad is actually a really good person, so don't get th...

Woke up and peered out of the tent this morning to find sunshine!!! And an amazing view. Due to the clear skies it was freeeeeezing and we all layered up even though we knew we'd be peeling it all off as we walked. Honestly, we saw so many great Incan sites today. They were all just amazing. The best one by far though was Winaywayna (see cover pic). It was a massive set of terraces with the remains of some religious buildings on top. While we were there Bec a...

It rained all day. Most of the time it wasn't that heavy... Just the type of constant drizzle that eventually seeps through everything. Ascending 1200m (to 4300m) in that sort of weather is tough. Danielle, Brad and I were soon ahead of most people, as we seemed to have coped with the altitude better than others. By the time we reached the top of Dead Woman's Pass we were soaked through and freezing. Even though I could see my hands gripping my walking poles, I...