24th December, Puno y Copacabana

24th December, Puno y Copacabana

I was in so much pain when I woke up. I couldnt even walk to the loo. Jake had to carry me! Haha! And he was suffering from altitude sickness.. My leg had swollen up too much, so we headed to the hospital (not before hopping up and down flights of stairs for breakfast!!)

The nurses were really nice and I was seen to more or less straight away. The doctor saw me and prescribed me about 5things totalling over 300soles!! (100 dollars) We couldnt afford all of it so we decided to get the cheapest! ooops! Poor Jake had to get driven around almost the entire city looking for a cash machine, while I waited in the doctors surgery wrapped up warm in a blanket being offered tea!

Afterwards we went back to the hostel to pick up our things, get lunch, then head to the coach station for our 3hour trip.

Jake had altitude sickness AGAIN, so we couldnt even walk around for long. Our coach was the worst looking one of the bunch. Didnt even have a toilet. Or a tv. we arrived at Bolivia´s border where we had our passports stamped before heading to Copocabana 20 minutes away.

We had previously arranged a hostel, but the guy on the bus showed us a leaflet for Él Mirador which looked amazing so we headed there instead. Our room was awesome. The view was of Lake Titicaca. The beach was literally outside our bedroom.

We realised we had no cash on us though and it was late so the only bank in Copocabana was shut for Christmas until Boxing Day. We panicked... we eventually managed to convince a woman in the money exchange booth to change a travellers cheque that Jkae had been carrying on him, for a generous 5% comission!!

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