Day 8 - According to Philip and Anna

OBB’s here… Original Bolivia Bloggers (excluding Rachel). 

Lake Titicaca (translated to El Lago Puma Poop)

Today we woke up really early so we could avoid Bolivian blockades. Blockades are their way to protest, and this was our second almost encounter with them. Luckily we passed without any problems.

On the bus ride we took a little detour into Peru. If you think standing in two states at once is cool, try two countries. The view from the border was too cool for the guys to resist, so they decided to pee off a mountain in Peru.

After checking in to the hotel, we took a boat ride to the Island of the Sun where we got to see Inca ruins, terraces and the Fountain of Youth. The boat ride was characterized by cold winds, beautiful views and much Spanish learning. On the island of the Sun we hiked up to an Incan palace, around the terraces and back down to the Fountain of Youth. Fun fact: you shouldn’t drink from the Fountain of Youth cause it’s diseased. Trevor, after drinking from the Fountain of Youth is medically incapable of writing this blog too.

By far the most diverse view was from the Island of the Sun. You could see the lake, mountains covered in snow, farmland, village huts and people, alpacas, and donkeys (which the Bolivians call burritos) (they call burritos, burritos too).

The Island of the Sun was super advanced in its agricultural technology. They had terraces and flowing water. They used the water from the lake to irrigate their crops, the only catch is that the water from the lake is salt water. The Incas used a layer of clay in their soil in order to filter out the salt of the water—that way they could water their crops without killing them.

And for only a few extra Bolivianos, we got to see the Island of the Moon. This was the island that the Incan King kept his harem. History details that any man who steps on the island would be beheaded. Fortunately, no beheading took place. But we did eat llama poop. Kep says it’s really high in nutrients.

Back in Copacabana, we took another hike to see a Catholic church and up the Fourteen Stations of the Cross. This trip was both amazing and sad at the same time. The architecture and the sights were only proving God’s great power and magnificence. But the statements written on the crosses, and the depictions in the church proved the absence of the Truth. But God is good, and He is the light – He has the power to raise the dead to life. He will not forsake his people, and he will call His own to Himself.

We watched the sunset from the top of the Stations, and it was nothing less than breathtaking. Future screen savers in the making.

After sunset, we headed back to the hotel for dinner, where we learned an important lesson. NEVER order food when you are hungry – three uneaten pizzas are the proof.

As we do every night, we’ll end the blog the same.

Lowlight: Cavs lost. Highlight: Kep is really good at One Night Ultimate Werewolf.

-- the OBBs Philip and Anna