sebbo on tour - around the world

If we believed some weeks ago that Ecuador didn‘t make it easy for us to leave, crossing borders in Bolivia (in and out of the country!) was another level; at least for one of us and of course, this story is not about the almighty German passport.. Since Peru and Bolivia share access to Lago Titicaca, naturally we needed to cross the border at some point. The bus driver in Puno already questioned Diana about her visa, but we had read up on a visa for Bolivia could be retrieved on arrival for Romanian citizens.. and so is the case, unfortunately not without hiccups and hassle. The border control needed a full itinerary, confirmation of hotels, flights and an exit ticket, plus two passport photos - all in printed paper version. Luckily, there is a small shack at the border crossing that offers to take passport photos and printing services; so it could resp. should have been easy to arrange. The elderly guy working there preferred to exchange money with all other tourists first, only to t

Ecuador didn‘t make it easy for us to leave, while already at the gate Diana was called out and then taken into a police room to search her bags for drugs. Apparently interesting to observe the procedure, the officer let her go just in time before gate closure. And even her bag made it to the plane and eventually Lima. The capital of Peru, widespread and massive at the coast, with 12-14 million people is one of the biggest cities and considered the food capital of South America. We stayed in Miraflores, the yuppie neighborhood where it felt like being somewhere in the US: wide streets, lanes for micro mobility, palm trees and parks with people exercising next to the beach where plenty of surfers enjoyed the waves, clean and modern streets and buildings, nice restaurants and a functioning public transportation system. We enjoyed a yoga class, barbershop & nail salon, some local cuisine (although once again vegetarian options - required for out pre-ayahuasca diet - where hard to find