I left Cusco around 7.30 am to go toward the central terminal of the buses. Karina came with me to arrange some other tours, and after a brief goodbye I was already on my way. The journey this time was extremely pleasant. The bus was comfortable and displaying a couple of good movies. But the best part was the surroundings. The bus was basically crossing part of the Andes in an environment which somehow reminded me a lunar ambient and the Alps in Italy. It was great, also to get glimpses of the local people in such small houses in the middle of nowhere. Glimpses of their life which camera couldn’t capture. A mum breastfeeding her little Peruvian baby in the middle of this desolate land, sitting on the floor next to her little house while the man was planting few hundred metres away plants that I recognized to be maiz (corn). The bus was distant, but the only road crossing this desolate land and the mountains all around allowed me to capture glimpses of their everyday life. It was amazing. I will always remember these images. I reached Puno around 15.30 and Karina’s friend Caesar was waiting for me. He was a big man, definitely bigger for Peruvian standards and with a big illuminating smile. He,
Thursday, 21 October 2010
Day 49 – Cuzco - Puno
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