28 Dec 2006
We take off around 10am. We are taking the direct but much less used ¨direct¨route up into the mountains, and the Latacunga loop. Our highest point will be around 3,900m.. the highest we´ve been since La Paz.
While Bolivia was certainly high, it wasnt overly cold. Somehow......despite being loads closer to the equator, its damn cold up here!!
The drive up is nice. The clouds hide a lot of the views, but sure enough the
fields are green and rolling. The campesita clothing is back in as well. Its only the women folk who are really dressed traditional, and indeed it reminds us of Bolivia a lot.
Once we get off the bus we negotiate hard with a passing camion to take us 18km to the famous lagoon, the highest in the world. Its seriously cold now. We hadnt really expected this, and having posted opur warm clothes away from Cusco are now regretting theat decision...
The lagoon looks prett impressive, but with gray clouds overhead, freezing high winds, and few clothes to wear in the on and off rain, we cant quite find the enthusisam. So we take a few photos, have a blazing row over whethere we should stay or not and hope tomorrow the weather is better... then leave. Awesome...
Another camion, another bus, and into Latacunga around 7.30pm.
We find the cheapest hostel in town (which later deprives us of any sleep with the worst bed ever) and eat some hot chicken hoping to warm up a bit.
Its an odd wee town ,and I think we dont see any of its good points. MOst bizarre is that all the businesses in town are closed by 9pm. Totaly deserted like theres a cerfew. Not cool. We cant wait to leave...
We take off around 10am. We are taking the direct but much less used ¨direct¨route up into the mountains, and the Latacunga loop. Our highest point will be around 3,900m.. the highest we´ve been since La Paz.
While Bolivia was certainly high, it wasnt overly cold. Somehow......despite being loads closer to the equator, its damn cold up here!!
The drive up is nice. The clouds hide a lot of the views, but sure enough the
fields are green and rolling. The campesita clothing is back in as well. Its only the women folk who are really dressed traditional, and indeed it reminds us of Bolivia a lot.Once we get off the bus we negotiate hard with a passing camion to take us 18km to the famous lagoon, the highest in the world. Its seriously cold now. We hadnt really expected this, and having posted opur warm clothes away from Cusco are now regretting theat decision...
The lagoon looks prett impressive, but with gray clouds overhead, freezing high winds, and few clothes to wear in the on and off rain, we cant quite find the enthusisam. So we take a few photos, have a blazing row over whethere we should stay or not and hope tomorrow the weather is better... then leave. Awesome...
Another camion, another bus, and into Latacunga around 7.30pm.
We find the cheapest hostel in town (which later deprives us of any sleep with the worst bed ever) and eat some hot chicken hoping to warm up a bit.
Its an odd wee town ,and I think we dont see any of its good points. MOst bizarre is that all the businesses in town are closed by 9pm. Totaly deserted like theres a cerfew. Not cool. We cant wait to leave...
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