From Isla del Sol across the lake to Bolivia.
No bridge? No problemo.
The need for a civil engineer increases.
Taxiiiiiiii!
Going fishing.
Going munching.
Going all Farrah Fawcett.
Trekking across Isla del Sol.
Facts on the far left, public information on the right.
Still life aquatic.
The cathedral in Copacabana.
Copacabana's main street empties...
The first building over the border - a clothes shop with a loo.
Hardcore farming, Titicaca-style.
"Obey me, you ignoramus".
That wooden pole WAS the internet and phone connection for the village.
Guiding burros down the main street.
Overlooking the jetty on the south side of Isla del Sol.
A local llama herds some unruly women and donkeys across the lakeside.
The devil (?!) gets arrested, drunk in charge of a dinghy.
