The long trip to Puno
Not much to report today. We were told to be ready for pick up at just after 5am. We sat outside on the street,one a pair of waifs and strays. The bus turned up at 5.45!! Off we went, on our way Puno, which is at 3,800 metre above sea level. We stopped for a comfort break. I stepped out of the bus and immediately felt faint and struggled to breathe. We arrived late in the day, had a walk round, had dinner and called it a day.