What do you want to be when you grow up? When I grow up I want to be a book. So that each page tells a story.What is life than the stories we live and tell. :) And then, to have a story to tell is to have a place in the world.
This is what I did here, at Lake Titicaca, a bit in Bolivia. I came to Copacabana, a small place on the Bolivian side of the lake because it's cheaper then Peru. After Copacabana I crossed over to Isla del Sol, an island with great views, nice humble people and beautiful beaches. There I met folks with heart, with stories and good energy, locals and some Argentinian hippies. The time stopped, we juggled on the beach, did some "artesania", gathered firewood, made fire, cooked for all of us, ate from one pot, drank for one bottle, spent some days chillin' and told a lot of stories.
Copacabana, a small town on the Bolivian side of the Lake Titicaca.
Lovely fish menus on the market.
The locals, Aymara culture.
And the local brew. :)
Lake Titicaca is situated on the border of Peru and Bolivia. They say it is the highest navigable lake in the world, with a surface elevation of 3,812 m. Apparently the birth place of the first Inca is that island I visited, Isla del Sol. It is full of ruins, the people do farming and fishing, and the sunsets are truly magnificent.
Free camping on the beach until the villagers start to get angry. :)
One day after a chilly afternoon dip into the lake, a huge pig came to us, and was consuming the sun like everybody, hehe.
It gets really quiet on the island and the starry skies are sometimes one in the lifetime.
Some guy selling stuff beside a ruin.
Me looking away from the camera into the water, trying to be cool.
Kids playing on the street, Isla del Sol.
At sunset the mighty mountains in Bolivia shine with a red and orange glow.
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