Well im pretty sure this is one of the first times we´ve done a second blog post from the same place! Yup… still in Copacabana, tonight will be our fifth night in the hotel but to be fair we are leaving tomorrow to get on with actually travelling and stuff (well to be fair, mostly to ensure we can watch the england match on saturday) so whoop a nine hour bus awaits… good job we picked up a packed lunch from the restaurant tonight 
So what have we been up to?? well sunday didnt even seem to exist because between us i managed to get out of bed for a couple of hours shopping and tea in the evening but apart from that i mostly felt like i could just chunder everywhere… and as for toby, when he wasnt in bed, he was chundering everywhere! well not everywhere. thankfully we have our own bathroom. Sadly it seems suspiciously like our fav restaurant from the night before may have given us a lil bit of food poisoning ,… whooop. But we are consideraby better now. We did watch 17 again though in the evening on our own tv… yayyy and obvs bought choccy to go with it.
The next day we didnt wanna do anything too strenous so mostly just chilled, and at some point managed to hire a rowing boat with the most ridiculous oars ever, planks of wood nailed to longer, thinner planks of wood, for two hours. We went out a bit but then spent at least an hour just floating with our music and books working hard on the tan. (toby would like me to point out that he also climbed a hill on this day… i looked at the photos so that as good as counts…) Got back and realised we didnt realli have too much money left and luckily for us the bank was shut for the occasion of it being a monday. SO we couldnt pay for the hostel but just about got away with it. Booked our boat out to the isla del sol, apparently its like this mystical place where the incas came from but to be fair, weñ´ve lost the guide book and we couldnt really read the spanish signs so it could have been anything. After a very uncomfy two hour boat ride, we arrived on the north side of the island and bought two BEASTY sandwiched for 60p each and set off on our epic 4 hours long trek to reach the other side of the island and the boat to pick us up.
After about an hour we came to some inca ruins, apparently an old temple or summit. We are now slightly worried for macchu picchu just for the fact that it might turn into one big mock fest. For instance over the course of our 10 minute look we came to the conclusion that the incas were in fact actually umpa lumpas (even toby couldnt fit through their archways) and that they had built loads of tunnels for carrying willy wonkas chocolate to the chocolate worshipping table just around the corner. Tres mature.
On a more cultural note, today we discovered that the incas were actually pretty recent, like the 1400´s so technically we had the minster and they had something less complex than stonehenge. Im sorry if that sounds like a burn. The walk was long and uphill and realli hot and sunny (toby describes it as very nice) and to be fair there were some funky snow covered mountains you could see and the lake was realli clear blue (although way too freezing to go swimming in) I just realized this morning that i look like an idiot because i burned my legs just on the bottom bits on the back from my cropped trousers from this walk and now look rather silly.
Anyways, random people kept asking us for money, not in a begging way but in a , yes 50p to walk through my village kinda way. Well you can imagine how much we liked that…. i didnt even wanna walk through their village. If only we knew more spanish we could have argued a lot better. but all i could say to the third woman when she asked, was why??? for the ruins she replied. Well im not being funny, but the only ruins i saw were the shambles of the village. ..not to be harsh or anything.
After an atrocious cheese sandwich and hairy portion of chips from a restaurant that wasnt even in the sun, we were off to the islas flotantes.
The floating islands for a few planks of wood together, making room for a table and chairs… yes, some may call it a dock, but not the bolivians. the driver of the boat was like, who would like to get off and have a closerlook….
No-one was the answer. and it was a full boat. but that could have been because when i tapped toby on the shoulders, he looked around a nd said really loudly… awww we´re at the &$%& floating islands ….
anyways got back in time to go to the bank and were no longer poor, although this was shortlived as we had to go back again the day after. Went for a nice meal for 3 pounds each (warm bread and butter, salad buffet, soup, beef in tomato sauce with rice and potato and more veg, and chocoalte cake, and a jug of lemonade… was immense!!)
we then treated ourselves to some alcohol (1 pound 50 for a massive bottle of vodka, but im so hardcore i managed about 3 glasses then fell asleep at the grand old time of 8:30pm. Will try harder next time.
Today we didnt do much … for a change… more lie ins, more sun, more shopping, more smoothies which i spilt all over before we had even started so they didnt end up being such a good deal. ANnnnnndd thats about it.
Cusco manaña whoop!¡ xxxx