Rockin´Reggae with Maroon 5

After getting settled in our hotel we had a lovely warm dinner at La Casana in Puno. We ran into some of the RUssians from our bus tour, which was funny. They were hitting up the piscos pretty hard. We had a great dinner of alpaca, though we decided in the end the meat is too tough, so that might be the last we eat of it. We were determined to go out more on this trip and definitely in Puno, but full from dinner we decided to call it a night. That was until our Welsh friend, Lewis, saw us walking in the street and came running out to grab us. That was probably around 9pm. And we didn´t see our hotel until 2am. I suppose when a British-Scottish-Irish-Welsh guy asks you to stay and have a drink that never ever means one. But beyond the drinks, Lewis and Mark had to be two of the funniest guys I´ve ever met. From the moment we walked into the bar until we left Steph and i were in tears laughing at their stories. From hysterical childhood stories of a trip to a monastery where they couldn´t keep the vow of silence to their most recent rafting trip with obnoxious American guys who they said kept yelling 'USA!! number 1!!¨' ( why are some american guys like that_??) their other favorite, which they said the whole night, and which steph and i are still saying, was 'Yeah bra!' haha, they thought that sort of cali slang was hysterical. but anyways, the bar we were at was playing pretty horrible music accompanied by the videos, which is always funny esp. when a classic 80´s one comes on. But this cool looking kind of punk bartender kept playing Maroon 5! and he wouldn´t stop! i think we heard the song 'she will be loved' about 7 times, no lie. finally after some dancing in a hysterical blacklight room we called it a night and bid farewell to our Welsh boys thinking we´d never see them again since they ahd an early tour to the floating islands and we were doing our own thing to get to teh floating islands. never see them again... always famous last words when travleing. :)