Yesterday marked the first day of a five week adventure. One that will take us on a meandering journey from Peru, through Bolivia and ultimately leave us in Santiago, Chile. The first part of our journey involves a race to Oruro, Bolivia a town famous by Lonely Planet standards as one of the top ten street festivals in the world. We have 27 hours of driving to cover in just under three days, with a border crossing, unfamiliar driving terrain and cops that seem to love to pull us over at every toll.
We covered 300 kilometers yesterday, passed 4 tolls, were flagged by police to pull over twice, and paid $100 US to Peruvian officials wanting their palms greased to continue on our way ticket free. We knew we would stick out like a sore thumb, four gringos rocking Chilean license plates, but our incidents were minor, and the day an overall success.
We leave Huacachina in just a few minutes, hoping to make it to Puno by the end of our drive. Yesterday was just a warm up compared to the thirteen hours we hope to log today, but with a sense of adventure and high spirits, time passes quickly.
We have two go pros, three cameras, eight hands and four brains ready to create whatever memories we can of the trip. We look forward to this new aspect to the trip, with fresh perspectives and minds brimming with creativity.