Bidding farewell to Cusco, I travel south to the highest navigable lake in the world which sounds like a dirty word, Lake Titicaca. Killing time, and almost an eco-friendly taxi rider, I hike the condor before leaving Peru for Copacabana, Bolivia, where a stylish catamaran delivers me to the Island of the Sun to be blessed by Incan priests.
read reportAfter several peaceful days lounging by the lake, I catch the catamaran for the highest capital city in the world, La Paz. Overcoming paranoia and a dodgy falafel, I get adopted by a Bolivian family and party with my new sisters. Cranking the Gonzo factor, I decide to mountain bike down the world’s most dangerous road, picking up a most undignified injury.
read reportEscaping Easter weekend in La Paz, I journey south to the spooky, white salt plains of southern Bolivia. Discovering a new planet of active volcanos, pink flamingos and purple skies, Modern Gonzo leaves Bolivia and enters the harsh, beautiful Atacama desert of northern Chile.
read reportOdd to retrace my steps on the Island of the Sun. Who bikes down The World’s Most Dangerous Road, twice? Returning to Bolivia a few years later, I find the Death Road safer, but Lake Titicaca as sparkling as ever, along with the World’s Best Sunset, a La Paz soccer derby, a priestly car wash and a few friendly monkeys. It’s impossible to visit Bolivia and not get high.
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