We spent another 2 nights in Cusco and it was a bit of a party, and a relief that it was all over. After our time there we were off to puno which is where lake Titicaca is. Puno itself had little to offer although we had a pretty good time going out. We set out for our overnight stay with a local family so we could get an authentic taste for the Peruvian way of life. Im one of those people that doesn’t like to live without my luxuries such as lights and electricity. It was a three hour boat ride, listening to Roxette in Spanish and playing arsehole, needless to say I was bored out of my brains. The rest of our stay there was spent smiling at the locals, although we played a game of soccer it was freezing and all I could think about was getting the hell off the island. I tried sleeping all afternoon which was mildly successful but I was woken by our friendly host dad with ponchos and an invitation to a party, when I declined, he stared at me like I had just raped his wife and killed his children, needless to say I went. Problem 1) my poncho smelt like it was soaked in urine and then left out in the sun. Problem 2) I refused to do stupid dancing with my host mum. I don’t think I left the most amiable impression, but who cares, I was so happy to leave the next morning. Another 3 hour boat cruise with Spanish roxette, broken by a 2 hour stop on the floating reed villages, we emerged on the mainland.
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