Day 10 Titikaka Lake - Puno
I woke up rather early after a chilly night. We were told to be ready by 7.30. Today we were meant to help with the shores on the farm. My family wasn't really good at trying to tell us what to do. I went to the kitchen and then I was welcomed in. I wasn't asked to help or do anything until I asked.
Breakfast was as uncomfortable as dinner last night. Sitting there at the table by our selves overlooking the rest of the family coming and going.
After breakfast it was quiet for a long time and only smiles were exchanged.
Finally we were asked to come with to look after the animals.
First we fed the cows and the donkey, and then the sheep were to be taken for a walk and later taken two or three at the time to a different place where they should stay and feed for the day.
We were now meant to help in the garden or on the fields, but instead we got standing on the beach while our man talked to a neighbour.
After at least half an hour we were asked to move a pile of big rocks closer to his garden. I was now rather frustrated so I just put my head down and carried this stupid rocks. Let's see how the body feels tomorrow.
Before we left we had to survive yet another meal. The lunch was so big I couldn't finish it.
Finally it was time to say good bye and get back on the boat heading back to Puno.
I'm not sure what I feel about things like this. It is suppose to be genuine and give some insights to the culture, and I partly enjoy it. However, it doesn't feel genuine. For example, the part of the house we stayed in was so much higher in standard then the parts the used for them selves, which we didn't get to visit, apart from the kitchen. Anyway...
Back in Puno I had a lovely and warm shower, then I just shilled for the rest of the afternoon.
For dinner tonight we ordered the most famous dish of them all from Peru, guinea pig. Luckily we only ordered one for the table.
I never thought I would react much, but hey, that was difficult. I kind of lost my appetite when this little thing came in, cut open and butterflied, a bit of aluminium foil around the feet and head with teeth, laying on a bed of vegetables and ironically enough, a red sauce.
I tasted it, but it was difficult to eat after that first sight. Don't know how to describe it since I had to force my self to eat it. But hey, I did it!
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