So got into Puno very early in the morning so just sat and had breakfast while watching the sun rise over the smelly bus station. Once the station became busier we went down the stairs and bumped into a guy who did tours of the floating islands. Off we went with him into a taxi to his office. Turned out the tour wasn't until later that morning so we went into town to see the sight. There wasn't really any but we did get to ride in one of those tuc tuc type things. To be honest I'm not sure what it was but its wasn't a car and it wasn't a bike. There was also a protest going on in town, apparently the Peruvian government had decided that paying for public school cost to much so they closed them. Anyway we returned to the guys office to start our tour. We were taken to the harbor and got on a boat. It turned out there was allot of us and also to my surprise they had life jackets and they made us wear them It turned out the navy was very strict and inspected all the boats and they did when we were out on the lake. When we got to the first floating island we got of and were shown how the island are made. It's crazy. its basically just lots of reeds tied together and every now and again the chuck more on top as the ones bellow rot. They as usual made us buy stuff and the we all set off on a boat ride to another island which had a "museum". The Museum was basically just some dead animals, not interesting at all. After a short boat ride about we returned back to land. It was lunch time now so we went of to grab some food then rushed back the office to collect our bags. Obviously the office was closed and no one could be sighted. The bus was leaving very soon but there was nothing we could do so we just sat there. Eventually someone turned up and got an ear full from us but they probably had no idea what i was saying in my English. The Irish girl spoke Spanish so her anger was much more effective. So of we rushed to the bus station and got straight on a bus to Coca cabana. Was interesting when we were getting on the bus there was some guy doing some wood work outside. As we sat down the bus was full but the wood work guy stepped aboard and presented two stools which he placed on the floor. He stepped of then two rather confused Australians got on board and looked down at the stools. Yes they were there seats. There was some Spanish and some English shouting then we set of. This journey involved a border crossing into Bolivia. All went fine and we got into town just before dark.