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Waking up in a field with barking dogs we make way on the most horrible pavement known to man painfully getting closer to Bolivia. Stoked is low as the pavement drains our energy and our soul. We question if it is even worth it, but we love bad decisions and push onwards in mental pain. Outside of Puno we get desperate and try to buy a broken boat from the local fishing community. We want to ditch the pavement and paddle to Copacabana, Bolivia across Lake Titicaca. Bargaining takes place but in the end it was all a dream - no boat. We walk sadly back to the horrible pavement and cry. A tragic thing happens; Adam’s board will never be the same again.
