Lake Titicaca and La Paz

Next, Maggi headed to Lake Titicaca, the highest navigable lake in the world. The lake is truly spectacular and sometimes we felt like we were at the sea, as we couldn't see the opposite shore.

After two relaxed days, we crossed the border into Bolivia. Finally, a new country. The border crossing went smoothly. However, after entering, no one wanted to open the barrier for us. So Silke got out and pushed the barrier aside and then back, apparently common practice here 😊. Then Maggi had to be very strong. In order to reach La Paz, the unofficial capital of Bolivia, we had to cross Lake Titicaca. After short but intense negotiations, we chartered a luxury liner. Theoretically, this log cutter should have 55 horsepower, theoretically. In practice, an old shoelace served as a starter and protective covers are generally overrated. We reached the other shore at snail's pace.

In La Paz, our first challenge was to find a less congested route to our parking spot, not so easy. The traffic in this city is indescribable. Traffic lights are considered recommendations, there are no road markings, and the general rule is that the one who honks the loudest has the right of way. The masked zebras are very likeable. They try to familiarize pedestrians and drivers with the function of zebra crossings in a playful way. World-class.

In La Paz, we treated ourselves to the luxury of an individual city tour, unfortunately the weather was very bad. Our conclusion: the city doesn't really have much to offer culturally, but our guide's anecdotes were quite nice. With a fully stocked fridge, freshly washed laundry, and a full fresh water tank, we set off, together with Sabine and Uli, to our next adventure. The Salar de Uyuni, the largest salt flat on earth.