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Puno, folk capital of Peru

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I opened my eyes a little and saw that the bus was still running along a road that ran in the middle of nowhere. Almost all the passengers were sleepy except a middle-aged lady who sat next to us, across the aisle. During the brief intervals in which he returned to the world of the living, I heard his incessant verbiage. He did not stop talking for almost half a journey, and Xavi stoically endured his endless monologue for several hours. Meanwhile, I just went to sleep or sleep. I was tired and in a bad mood.

The bus barely stopped. He only made a stop to visit the bathroom and follow the route. We were going to Fist, a city that many travelers consider quite feucha, but that It is on the shores of Lake Titicaca and from where you can visit the islands that are in the Peruvian part.

To compensate for Puno's apparent lack of charm, we decided to stay in a charming house: Panq'arani House, which means "house with flowers." A very appropriate name for how flowery the garden was. Our hosts were Edgar and Consuela, who have turned their beautiful house into a comfortable bed and breakfast.

Edgar met us at the door. He is a very tall man and the lines that run across his face reflect all the wisdom acquired. A mate of coca leaf and a few conversations later, we left the house to see the city a little and find a place to eat. Edgar recommended a restaurant in the Plaza de Armas and from which there are beautiful views of the square. He Mojsa restaurant It is a bit expensive, but there we enjoyed one of the best meals of the trip. We taste typical dishes such as fried cheese, he stuffed hot pepper (which was so spicy that Xavi almost cries through his nose) and the chili pepper.

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