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| The view over Lake Titicaca from Las Olas |
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| Copacobana village |
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| Trying to picture them in secret so I don't have to pay them... |
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| Meat on a street stall...really a good idea? |
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| Our bedroom/chalet at Las Olas |
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| I will have a sink like this! |
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| I love these little signs! |
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| Sundown |
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| 10minutes after sundown.. |
On account of many bad reviews we skip Puno in Peru and its floating reed Islands and head straight for the lovely Copacobana, another village boardering the beautiful Lake Titicaca. Having heard from our English friends about an unmissable place to stay, we head straight for 'Las Olas' and prepare ourselves to be wowed. And wowed we were! Run by a German guy, Martin, the beauty of the buildings location, structure, taste and downright luxury allows me to gush for hours as I constantly find new features to admire. Oh my god the view! The bedroom! The Kitchen! The loft! The Bathroom! The hammocks! Feckin Hell a blimmin outdoor jacuzzi! The stain glass, the stone sink, the bamboo roof...the list is endless and jayzus did I go on. A place I specifally took pictures for Mairead O'R as I know she will appreciate.
We head off into Copacobana, a deliciously peaceful town after the hustle of Cuzco. We stroll the food markets excited at the opportunity to cook, choosing pasta, tomatoes, onions, garlic, coriander, Bolivian wine (I'll try anything once), my new addiction - Pringles, bread & eggs for a grand total of 30/odd bolivianos, the equivalent of €3 or so. We discover some areas of the market are best avoided if you have an aversion to the smell of rotting meat, pigs heads seemingly happy in their severed state, or general sawing in half/butchering of skinned, bloody carcasses.
Happy in the sunshine with our plan to cook we stroll back to the lovely 'Las Olas', which translates as 'The Waves'. The hammocks outside our window & the spectacular view of Lake Titicaca beckon and I float in the breeze, readng for hours in the most ideallic setting anyone could hope for. Paradise!
Side Note: reading a book called 'The White Masai' - a crazily true story where a Swiss woman holidays in Kenya with her boyfriend, and in the final days of her trip she meets a Masai Warrior whom she 'falls in love with', despite the fact that they can't speak or communicate in any way. It appears she is more in love with his appearance than him, and from this 3days of knowing him she packs it all up, selling her successful dressmaking shop/car/house in Switzerland to go live in a hut made from cowpats with him and his topless mother..eek! - bizarre but well worth a read!
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