Mr Beet and I visited Lake Titicaca from the Bolivian side, but Al hasn’t so we go again from Puno in Peru. This also gives us the chance to visit the famous floating islands. The islanders build the islands out of reeds, which they also use to make their houses, boats, souvenirs for tourists and the reeds are edible as well.
Tourism is big business on the islands and to share the profits, each visiting boat gets allocated an island in strict rotation. We visit the island of Suma Balsa, which is home to three or four families. We get a ride in their reed boat, where we play with one of the island children who takes a great interest in my camera, and who definitely wasn’t dropped on his head by Alastair. Definitely not.
We are now making our way along the coast to Lima. We break our journey at the town of Arequipa, where all the buildings are made of beautiful white volcanic stone.
Next stop is Nazca, home of the famous lines. We arrive, organise a flight over the lines and leave town again with ruthless efficiency. First we have to sit through the world’s shittest documentary about the lines, but soon we are up in our tiny six-seater plane. There’s a lot of banking left and right so that everyone gets to see everything, which makes for a stomach-churning half-hour, but we just about manage to hold on to our breakfasts. Most of the lines are just straight lines, but the best ones are the animal and human figures. They are a lot more impressive in real life than in my photos, but you’ll have to forgive me as I was distracted by my the contents of my stomach trying to make a re-appearance.
The “Astronaut” on the side of that hill.