We arrived at the first major island of Amantani were we were greeted by a group of charming local Peruvian ladies from the local families on the island. We are staying with the locals here in there homes which is a great experience for some but nor all. This is where backpackers rub there hands together and get stuck in and the tourist get a real fright. Rob is really excited by this fact. I am too but Rob more so. I am actually getting more of a buzz and more into it by Robs excitement as he talked me round and we were introduced to a really nice lady who neither one of us can remember the name of which we both confess is really rude but are too afraid to ask and our Spanish is not so good either. But saying this hat off to Robbie the Rob, he took to Spanish like a duck to water on this trip and really has got stuck in. I was left for dead.
She has a lovely family especially her 9 year old son who took a real shine to Rob and they both went hanging out together on the island. He is a cool kid.
It was here that the acute lack of energy resources kicked in. I got pretty sick after that trip to the Coco Canyon. Robbie the Rob is generally as fit as a fiddle so he was up and about after climbing that peak but I was crippled. My legs were gone. So I rested. I stayed in while he went for a further climb with his newly found friend above who I think was called Olivia.
Rob took some great shots on the top of the hill while he was gone though.
As dusk came I realised the house had no lighting, there certainly was no Internet and no CNN to remind me about war and Obamas health care reform plans (thank goodness). But it was amazing. I realised the importance of the sun and how screwed life on earth is without it. Here I was on this pitch dark island at 7PM the sun had gone down and I could no longer read my book I was almost done reading. But this family had literally shut down in line with the sun. It was really strange.
My vision of Canada Water back home in East London lit at 4AM like it was 3PM in the busy London banking district was such a far thought. I looked into the distance all the stars in the sky I had never seen before due to the excessive lights back home from office building etc.
Rob stumbled back and in his usual “lets go shake it” mood which is what I like about him wanted to go and find a rave spot on this dead island. We went about 200m in the pitch dark and gave up and came home and called it a night. Tomorrow we will visit Taquile island before making our way back to Puno then we are off to Cusco on a night bus.
Arequipa really wasn´t that bad at all. Especially when the seats recline like beds and are as wide as a first class seat on a plane. We paid for an expensive bus, I think as we just shelled out for the Nazca lines we were in $$ mood. It was worth it. We pulled into the beautiful city of 
Arequipa which is Peru´s true gem. This is really where the breath taking views have began for Rob and I.