Tuk-Tuks, Peruvian mama & end of a world cup dream

Trip Start Apr 09, 2010
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Trip End May 29, 2010


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Flag of Peru  , Puno,
Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Tuesday morning we got picked up from the hotel by tuk-tuks, which I can guarantee are the most fun you can have on three wheels. We arrived at the port and caught a boat to the floating "Uros" islands, which are made entirely from reeds growing in Lake Titicaca. There we were entertained by the local people, dressed up in local costumes and taken on a ride around the islands on a reed boat.

Although it was all made incredibly touristy, it was fascinating to see how these people have built and maintained these 2metre deep islands.

We then got back on the boat and taken to the more permanent island of Amantani, where we were to stay the night in the home of a local family. Our guide introduced us to mine and Nick´s new "mamma" Rebecca and she took us back to her home. As you can see from the photos, their homes were very basic, with no electricity or running water, but she made us feel very welcome. We had our own room upstairs in her house and she cooked us a lunch of soup and potatoes.

We also met her 3 children Liz- 10, Judith- 6 and Brian- 3. We especially took to Little Brian, who was a right little tyke and was very ticklish indeed. That afternoon we went down to the local football pitch where the boys took on some of the locals who had enlisted the help of 2 Argentinian fellows (who played dirty). After a hard fought match (and 60 shots off target from our boys) we unfortunately lost the match 10-9. After the match Nick realized that his World Cup dream was in tatters, much like his horrible blistered feet (ironically they survived the Inca Trek without a scratch).

We then went back home to more soup and potatoes. In the evening Rebecca dressed Nick and I in local dress (the boys got off lightly, the girls had to wear several heavy skirts and the tightest cummerbund- it was hard to breath.) We then went down to the local community hall for a night of traditional dancing, which was a night like no other.

The next day we went to another island which was fairly unremarkable and a bit of a tourist trap. Lake Titicaca itself was a very beautiful stretch of water and we felt we had a fairly authentic taste of what life is like on the lake.
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