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Following day we boarded a bus at 7am and left towards the Bolivia and its holiday resort Copacabana situated on the Bolivian side of Lake Titicaca. The journey took abotu 4 hours and the most interesting part wascrossing the Bolivian border. We had to fill in an immigration card first then stopped to exchange currency. When eventually stopped at the border we had to remember to have the Peruvian immigration cards (if they were not lost while trekking) stamped by the Police, then by the immigration office before going any further, al in that order. It was not clearly explained so we, and many other tourists, missed the Police stamp. Luckily realised early and had to leave the queue and start agin later. Then we walked about 300m towards the Bolivian border and queued there at the immigration for about 1 hour to get an entry stamp on the Bolivian immigration card. The bus with our bagpacks was waiting for us on the other side.
We haven't booked any accommodation in adavnce thinking we can just find something when we get to Copacabana. So did the other people on the buses. Only after third taxi stop we got lucky. The hostel or hotel was good and the view was great. With sustainable principles: recycling, hot water panels but also a hot tub :). It was a very nice first impression of Bolivia.
We left to explore the town and hunt for lunch. For me: trout from Titicaca cooked in tomatoes which was delicious eated facing the lake. We also got some presents for our families at the local high street market and had a look at a very bright coloured church on the top of the street. It was a holiday today, religious no doubt and the church was filled with lillies, cars were decorated with flowers and fruit baskets, plus there was a procession with loud music heading across the town - looking more like a party :).
As both of us felt a bit under the weather - sore throat and a bit of a headache probably from hanging out for too long in scorching heat at a very windy boat the day before, we decided to take it easy and have a dinner at the hostel's top floor restaurant.
The electricity has been switched off just as we have been leaving our room. Apparently this happens here a lot and is caused by frequent strong winds. Dinner was: moussaka (Julianne) and pumkin soup with omlette (me), in the candle light. Portions here are so big we couldnt finish it.
Next thing, exhausted and generally not feeling well, we hit the beds deciding not to set the alarms.
Needless to say I woke up again at 5am...
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