Since we last got all bloggy, we’ve travelled over 72 hours on busses, spent a day at the highest airport in the world, narrowly avoided violent protests and border blockades, spent a week on the beach, and eaten Elton John’s bodyweight in ceviche. All of which brings us to Cusco, Peru – the final chapter [ Read More ]
If the Lake District tickled Wordsworth to jot down the odd line about daffodils, thundering great symphonies should have been written about the SW of Bolivia. Here, rumbling over the altiplano (highlands) in a 4WD at around 4km above sea level, 6,000m volcanoes are just the backdrop, as everyday as the dull thump of an altitude headache. The past week has brought us a catalogue of geological [ Read More ]
