We just got back from isla del sol, well ok we have had breakfast and slpt for about five hours since but whatever. The boat to the island took an inordinatly long amount of time as we chugged along in the weird hot-cold weather that if found at this hight. On the island we set off on a walk from the southern tip to the north, i dont think at first andrew was convinced that this was a brilliant idea. It was long and hot but has the most beautiful views. Allong the way we had to pay several taxes, i couldnt realy work out what for but i think they were for the preservation of some archiological sites we never saw. At some point we lost confidence that we were on the correct path as ... read more

On arrival to puno Lachlan, and to much less an extent myself became affected by altitude sickness finding it much more tiring to walk around the city. We had quite some adventure through the local makets looking for a llama hide with one poor man bicycle taxiing us around town to some very natural looking hides with flesh still somewhat attached unfortunately not what we were after. Also on the way back finding some good llama skins in the form of a gorilla costume for some reason. Waking up early the next day we were once again off to copacabana, and a border crossing into Bolivia.... read more

On leaving Huacachina with our english speaking companion we went on our wine-museum tour of Ica. The museum had many "alien like" skulls and nasca line pictures according to the guide and the many following american tourists ew. Next was the wine tasting at the pisco manufacturing place where there was a group of school children on excursion to the winery. Also at the second place we found some kind of private museum with the ugliest stuffed sloth that one is ever likley to see. After being eaten by mosquitoes we had some kind of chain fast food and boarded the bus to Arequipa.... read more

Now Andrew writing as lachlan got too tired standing by the computer. The flight in to lima was uncrowded and ultimately very comfortable. After clearing our first customs in a foreign language we were rushed off to our hotel through the sprawling mass of suburbia called Lima, which on first sight was a little daunting especially given the interpretation some of the locals took to the road rules, driving on the wrong side of the road and launching in to all merging opportunities. Also a little disconcertingly there were masses of riot police and tanks near the centre of the city. Our hostel in Lima (Espana) was some kind of collection of fake art in what used to be a mansion of some kind. For dinner we found some kind of local fast food joint having ... read more

We arrived in LA and gided by an enthusiastic man to the correct bus for the price of a donation to his selected charity. That seems to be the price asked for any advice in LA. We caught the big blue bus to santa monica. The SM pier was mostly closed and cold but it gave a good view of LA. We went in search of coffee in vain, ending up with some starbucks like crap in a cup. After being acosted by more people asking for donations we found an ok spot to eat and I had a Nutella Martini... only in fucking america. We got back to the airport nice and early to make sure we would be there before the check in counter closed only to find it wouldnt be opening for another ... read more