Puno

The train to Puno was fantastic. Puno is a bit of a pit and quite a frightening pit at that. We took a taxi one block to our hotel where the average temperature was about - 5. I have never been so cold. Puno is not the greatest place on earth but it is the gate way to Lake Titicaca and Bolivia.
To say I was glad to leave was a slight understatement. The Hostel owner asked me to write a hostel review. The shower was dangerous, the windows did not shut, the bedrooms were more than freezing and there was a distinct smell of death outside the bathroom. At night we wedged a chair up against the door as the owner seamed to be able to access it at all time.