Dramatically jagged mountains, covered by a picturesque layer of eternal snow overtowering fir-covered hills. Trouts jumping in ice-cold turquoise waters of glacier lakes, rivers, and creeks.
Not Swiss enough? Well, the town of San Carlos de Bariloche cranks it up a notch by manufacturing some of the world’s best artisan chocolate and making you pose with a Saint Bernard dog – including the small barrel of rum around the neck; his neck, not yours.
I’ve heard that there are people travelling periodically to the region west of Tokyo just to take a good shot of Mount Fuji.
This majestic, perfectly shaped volcano – that erupted lastly in 1707 – seems to be hiding behind clouds most of the time. Therefore, it can be a challenge – or a hobby – hunting the best view. Or at least a glimpse.
This is a guide to Puno, a town on the shores of lake Titicaca from where you can visit the self-made Uros islands and the mesmerizing Isla Taquile where the men are knitting hats’n’gloves with the most varied patterns.
However, you might want to prepare yourself for some annoying altitude sickness since Puno is on more than 3,800 meters above sea level – so don’t hold your breath.
Pucallpa is the gateway to Perú’s Amazon region and has the charm of a B-movie.
It’s the jungle. Therefore, you can watch birds and sloths and fish for piranhas in the river Ucayali as well as the Yarinacocha lagoon.
So I had seen Lima and Paracas on the costa, Perú’s pacific coast. I also visited Arequipa, Cusco, and Machu Picchu in the sierra of the Andean region. Hence, all that was missing was a little selva, the jungle.
So here comes my guide to the Mountainous Highlights of Peru – and this pun is totally intended!
While Peru does invite its visitors to experience the sierra, selva, and costa – hence, the mountains, the jungle, and the coast – the first-mentioned is definitely the most unique and alluring of those regions.
Two nights in Mui Ne were more than enough, I wanted to get out of there. Again, there was the widest range of fares – for no obvious reason.
Coffee farm with a view.
I didn’t feel like searching for the best price instead of spending another afternoon on the beach (where a resort’s watchman screwed me over big time when illegally renting me one of the exclusively for hotel guests reserved beach beds). Luckily my landlady arranged transportation to my next destination at an acceptable price.
My destination was Da Lat, called The City of Eternal Spring, a cool yet sumptuous scenic little town up in Viet Nam’s Central Highlands where already the French colonialists had sought refuge from the hot and humid weather in what used to be Saigon.
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