Sunday 30th March 2025 San Pedro de Tiquina to Juli, Peru
Andre the host opened up the hotel especially for us, he got the bus down from La Paz, excellent host could not do enough for us.

Breakfast in the hotel in the morning pretty good but Bingo and I are struggling to eat, one of the symptoms of altitude sickness we will need to be aware of. Great pictures as we are leaving, with a llama, wish it was a donkey I would have ridden it up the first climb .

Straight out of the hotel into a 5 mile climb, the first bit was difficult after that it was just steady away, I am definitely feeling the lack of oxygen struggling to get my breath when the climbing gets tough, luckily I have my lad now who can look after his old man, he’s a good lad.

Heading for a small border crossing just outside a small village Tito Yupanqui or something like that. When we arrived at the said place the border crossing was just a chain across the road, with people and dogs going across as they pleased. So we followed bit apprehensive, as we need an exit stamp from Bolivia and an entry stamp from Peru, I know the dogs and the locals don’t bother, it will cause us a lot of hassle later. As we went down the isolated street, a policeman appeared, spoke a bit of English, he said his friend would take us to the Peruvian border control. However he could not give us an entry stamp as we needed an exit stamp from Bolivia, all a bit of a mix up. Hey ho just a very short detour, nothing to worry about. Soon got it all sorted passports all sorted and changed some money over, all good in the end.

Well that little saga was over, stopped for lunch in a small hotel, managed to get some WIFI so bingo booked a place just outside Juli, small town on the banks of Lake Titacaca, sounds wonderful.

Off we go, just under 30 miles with a couple climbs, here we go, spinning the wheels, made really good headway Bingo and Ringo putting on the pace, me just content with keeping the wheels moving, not far behind but soon as I try to push it feel the lack of oxygen, so steady away for me. I nearly missed them in a little village sitting on stools outside a shop, Bingo shouted the whole the whole village turned around and I stopped thankfully. Little jaunt then we should be at the digs, in an hour or so, well so we thought.

Ringo waiting for me at a little junction, Bingo has gone down a ripo road to find the digs, ever thoughtful Ringo says do you want to wait here, no I will come down, wrong decision.

Got down there Bingo with a face like a pickled onion, a pleasant women was trying to sort the place out. But we had very little food and water with us, so made the decision to move on, we were not happy.

Just a little climb out the back on to the road, Ringo sorted another place out 2 miles away, off we went again.

Managed to find the place all booked in, just as we was sorting out the bikes, met an Argentina family touring on bikes first we have seen for ages, nice chat and a few pictures nice family.

All booked in then straight into town to get some more food, then bed.