We arrived in Puno about midday and the Punaypampa Inn was beautiful. After a walk around Puno, a short rest, and two cups of coca tea, we stopped for lunch in a tarp-covered shack by the lake. Lomo Saltado - a dish of fried potatoes, tomatoes, onions, peppers, and meat - was tasty and pleasant except for the crunchy surprises left in the chicken chunks. (This experience inspired Dylan to become a vegetarian for the duration of the trip.) For 23 soles we took a boat out to one of the floating islands of Uros where we boarded one of the "merceded-benz" editions of the authentic reed boats of Lake Titicaca. Though we would have liked to have been warned about the additional charge ("Wait, what? We have to pay more?" "Yes, 8 soles, not 5, for a small group"), we decided we were not in a position to be selective, as we could potentially be abandoned on the floating island with no boat at all. The boat stayed afloat with the help of recycled plastic bottles covered in reeds and propelled by long oars. On the floating capital island, we were yet again accosted with buying opportunities. We resisted. The wind picked up as we returned to Puno with the setting sun.
The day she found her dress
15 hours ago
