The sun was born in Bolivia apparently. It was born on this island in Lake Titicaca right next to the island where the moon was born, which is pretty convenient because now tourists can pay to see both in one day (there´s that jaded traveller talking again).
It is the most beautiful island I´ve been to. It´s in the middle of a lake that is so big and such a blue, that every time you look at it it decives you into believing that you´re actually looking at the ocean. The lake is at 3800m above sea level so you realise that the massive snow and glacier capped mountains you´re looking at across the lake on the Bolivia side must be 6000m or well above.
In the northern summer of this year I swam in a mountain stream which we worked out to be about 1800m above sea level, it was so cold it felt violent. On my day walk around the Isla del Sol I took an alternate route and found a secluded rocky bay with a bunch of ledges perfect for jumping and diving from. I was unsure if swimming in such a sacred place was frowned upon. I swam anyway. For my first swim I was by myself and I couldn´t resist the temptation to get into a bit of ´sin ropas´ action (little spanish lesson for y´all). I was too proud of my little discovery so on my return journey I took a couple of canucks and swedes there to share the beauty, ´con ropas´ this time. At twice the altitude of the canadian stream the water this time was violently pleasant.
Great day, probably my best day yet. Waiting on some pics from my company on the return journey. I just ripped these ones off the internet.
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