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Sep 28, 2004 - Puno und Islas de Uros

Endlich konnten wir den hoechstgelegenen See der Welt mal von seiner ganzen Bracht in Anschein nehmen. Das Wetter war sonnig, als wir uns mit Inga und Andreas auf den Weg zum Hafen machten, um ein Schiff zu den Inseln zu besteigen. Wir buchten eine Tour fuer 50 Soles inkl. Essen und Uebernachtung auf Amantani. Zuerst fuhr unser Boot zu den Floating Islands "Los Uros". Hier besuchten wir die urspruenglich lebende Bevoelkerung auf diesen Schilfinseln. Auch diese Menschen haben sich dem Lebensstyl des 20. Jahrhunderts angepasst und verfuegen...

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PERU - mit Rucksack

Sep 27, 2004 - Fahrt nach Puno

Um 9.40 Uhr fuhren wir mit dem Bus nach Puno. 5 Stunden dauerte die Fahrt ueber eine 4600 Meter hohen Pass. Sehr schoene Landschaft mit Schottland Highlands zu vergleichen. (anja, isch fascht glich vo de farbe wie wo mir gsi sind.) Im Busterminal trafen wir wieder auf Inga und Andreas, sie wollten eigentlich schon gestern fahren, hatten aber ein bisschen Probleme mit dem Magen. Auf der Fahrt durften wir uns mit einem deutschen aus Nuernberg unterhalten. (haha, er wollt mit uns reden da die alte nicht mit ihm reden wollte). Gegen 15.00 Uhr...

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PERU - mit Rucksack

Sep 8, 2004 - Peru - Puno and Lake Titicaca

We made it to Puno and spent one night celebrating Adrienne`s birthday. The next morning we got up very early and took bike taxis to the port where we were to board a boat for a three hour ride. The bike taxis were hysterical. They move in and out of traffic where there appears to be no regulatory signs asking for traffic to stop or yield the right of way. It`s all out with everyone honking horns to warn others what they plan to do next. Hysterical and frightening all in the same ride. Melissa and I had a near miss, but we arrived last at...

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Aug 2, 2004 - Puno, Peru

Having had my fill of dirt roads, poor food and Bolivia in general, it was with joy I crossed over the border into Peru. Goodbye 3rd world, hello 2nd 1/2 world (?). My second stop on Lake Titicaca was on the Peruvian side to visit the floating islands of Uros. Located near the lakeside town of Puno, I enjoyed a short ferry ride over to these unique islands. Built from the reeds that grow naturally in the lake the locals have lived like this for hundreds if not thousands of years. Two hours visiting three of the floating islands was enough...

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Jul 1, 2004 - Day 18 Amantani Island

This morning we grab Tuk-Tuk's down to the water front where we catch a slow boat firstly out to the reed islands of the Uros Indians live. The Islands are made of reeds piled on top of one another and are about the size of a quarter acre. About twenty Islands are gathered together and they have a school, church and post office. Next it is a 3 hour boat ride to Amantani Island where we are invited to stay with one of the local families. After a hardy lunch a lie down and dinner we are taken by our local family to a dance party. They dress...

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Jun 17, 2004 - Puno, we finally win a match

A quick 6 hours bus ride to Puno, which included a snack, video and bingo. The winner gets a free return ticket to the starting location (not that much use really) but more importantly had to sing a song to the bus. Quality. Thankfully none of us won. Puno is not that special to look at but it is the best departure point to visit the islands on Lake Titicaca. See next entries. But what was special was the Roonster and the Cable TV we had in our hostel. Sarah and Rachel have bought pan pipes. They need to practice. Puno does have to it´s...

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Nov 1, 2002 - Bonny Sillustani and Yavari Too

Copyright 2004 David Rich 1000 Words jdavidrich@yahoo.com S i l l u s t a n i a n d L a k e T i t i c a c a T o o When you've about finished touring Peru, you may get excited, because for weeks you've been creeping up on the world's highest navigable lake, over a hundred miles long, the largest lake in the world above 6600 feet (2000 meters), actually over 12,500 feet, so high none of its boats carry life jackets because life jackets are unnecessary—if you fall in you die from hypothermia in thirty seconds, less time than it would take the...

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Jul 7, 1989 - Tequile Island

FRIDAY 7th JULY We had to report to the dock at 7.45 a.m. for the trip to Tequile. On the way there we actually found a money changer who would change a traveller's cheque. For fifty dollars I was to receive 140,000 Inti. The money changer counted them out in 5000's, and I started to put them away when I was approached by an American who asked if I had checked for the face. He was referring to the water mark. I checked my currency and discovered that it was nearly all counterfeit. I turned to look for the money changer, but of course, he...

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South America 1989

Jul 6, 1989 - Floating Islands

THURSDAY 6th JULY 1989 The first job after breakfast today was to obtain more currency and to explore Puno. The exploring turned out to be easier than the currency part. There was a notable shortage of money changers on the streets and none of the banks we tried had a cambio. They all advised us to try El Banco Nationale, but El Banco Nationale turned out to be as elusive as the Canadian moose. Eventually we came across a money changer who would change cash, but I only had traveller's cheques. At one point we found ourselves in a small...

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South America 1989

Jul 5, 1989 - Cusco to Puno

WEDNESDAY 5th JULY The lady at the hotel purchased first class tickets for our journey to Puno. We really wanted seats in the tourist car, where the doors are locked to keep out the thieves, but no matter, first class would have to do. The journey was to take twelve hours, and we stored our heavy bags on the overhead rack, and took our places for the 8.0 am departure. We soon realised why the journey was to take so long. The train stopped every couple of miles to let peddlers on and off. The aisleway of our carriage was bustling with...

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South America 1989

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