From Copacabana I caught a La Paz bound bus eastwards, and at Huarina jumped off. It was the sort of town where the other travellers on the bus must have been wondering what on earth I was getting off for, … Continue reading
So, finally into Bolivia – its only a few hours from Puno, Peru to Copacabana (the Brazilian one was named after this town on the shores of Lake Titicaca), Bolivia. You go over a land border in which you get your exit visa stamped into your passport on the Peruvian side and then walk 20 yards to the Bolivian side to get a Bolivian entry visa stamped in (I forgot to ask for a longer 60 day one so will probably have to pay a small fine when I leave Bolivia as will have slightly overstayed the 30 day visa granted).
After checking into my hotel and failing to get a decent internet connection I headed into town and starting getting amongst it. This is the Bolivian weekly ritual of blessing ones vehicles (known as Ch’alla) in which families bring their car up to the Plaza in front of the Cathedral to decorate their drive with flowers, ribbons and douse it in alcohol (plenty of which is usually left over).
In a few days the Fiesta de la Virgen de Candelaria would begin, I was here to shoot it but until it began I could content myself photographing the Jetties, Ch’alla and paying a visit to the beautiful Isla del Sol…