The Big Trip Picture Show

So we told you already how we arrived in Moyobamba, but just to recap: After leaving the crazy streets of La Paz

and stopping by the Pacific Ocean in Lima, Ann's first time ever,

we finally arrived in Moyobamba. Where Ann was immediately introduced to the family and the local jungle fruit. We spent the next week and a half exploring what Moyobamba and the jungle have to offer.
(avocado hunting)

We also spent Christmas and New Year's there and spent a lot of time with Drew's host family. Which included the traditional midnight Christmas meal and lots of other fun stuff like riding motorcycles, going to the hot springs, and drinking coconut juice.
And we went on a couple hikes:

Where Drew shot a bottled water commercial.
Yeah, we hiked up that. Then we spent the night in the native Awajun community where Drew did his research a couple years ago.

And after all that fun we headed back to Lima, where we explored the city at night and headed out for a day at the beach. Ann's first time to the Pacific Ocean and she didn't get in. From there it was on to Arequipa, where we stayed here Check out the Volcan Misti above the city.
And we visited an incredible convent for cloistered nuns, prohibited to see or be seen by the outside world. I tried to see one, but they got away. (the old mother superior's "throne room")
Then it was back to the coast one more time to apply for Drew's visa at the Bolivian consulate in Ilo. While we we waiting for the paperwork to come through we spent the day around the fisherman's bay hanging out with the sea lions and pelicans.
Thank Jesus that the visa came through!

From there we took the overnight bus to Puno, and crossed back over into our home territory (Bolivia!) in the middle of Lake Titicaca where we stayed a couple days (sea level to 3800 meters above sea level in one night is a bit of a shock to the system). We stayed here.

Hiked up the hill to see the view. Then the next morning we hiked 5 hours down this road. It started raining. Then a boy came running out of the rain and offered us a ride across the strait in his boat to the Isla del Sol, the Island of the Sun. Where the sun came out. And we hiked another 3 hours along an old Incan trail to the other side of the island to see these ruins, and to see this rock

where the Sun and Moon were born according to Inca legend. It is also the rock that the lake is named after.

We spent the night in a little village here on this sandy ithsmus.

And the next day we took a boat, then a bus, then another bus and traveled all the way home. The End.

To see all the fotos, there are some on the slide show, or just click on out December-January foto album.