What happens when a slice of your country, like Northern Michigan, is separated by a narrow straight of one of the world’s largest lakes? How does one cross? In Michigan, you drive across a bridge. In Seattle, you drive onto a huge ferry boat with a hundred other cars. In Bolivia? Get off the bus (sans luggage) and watch as… Read more »
Today I got to “sleep in” a little, until 7:30, for an 8:30 ferry to Isla del Sol. I rushed to get a sandwich and catch the ferry. The ferry stopped at the middle of the island, where bathrooms and sandwiches were available – I guess they’ve got this figured out. The stop was also where they charged an entrance… Read more »
I woke up easily at six worrying about the border crossing and making the bus before that. The hostel let me make two more copies of my passport and called me a taxi last minute. At the bus station the attendant let me right through as the Peru Tours bus which I had a ticket for was standing right there…. Read more »