Copacabana y la Isla del Sol

In Boliva after our three day trek across the Salar de Uyuni, I continued my journey solita after Nathalie and Adam came down with a rather unpleasant and mysterious stomach flu. I took a bus to La Paz and used the city as a home base for the rest of my Bolivian adventures. Fortunately I met up with Nat and Adam for one more evening in Copacabana, a beach town on the Bolivian side of the majestic Lake Titicaca.
A group of six of us decided to investigate a rumor about a music festival on la Isla del Sol. We began our adventure by catching a collectivo, what could be compared to as a taxi van, from the main plaza and crossed the lake to beautiful Copacabana. After meeting a lovely Bolivian Cholita and her daughter we went down to the beach were we haggled for a boat to take us to the island. Several hours later when we arrived we spent many hours searching for an open room, due to the rumor all the hostels were booked. Luckily we were able to rent a spare bedroom from a local elderly couple living off the main square. That evening as we feasted on a typical Bolivian meal of vegetable soup, fried chicken and rice, none other than Nathalie and Adam waltzed through the door! After many hugs and laughter we followed our ears to the chicito music festival and spent the night drinking beers next to a bonfire on the beach.
Unfortunately, my stay there was cut short by the same mysterious stomach illness that plagued my American friends earlier. However doubled over in pain, I allowed an odd Pringles can in the corner of the room ignite my curiosity. With a pop I uncovered a treasure I am sure was not intended to be found by tourists: a delicate headdress made of the most beautiful iridescent bright green feathers. The next morning our hostel Cholita cared for me with a mate tea concoction to put my tummy at ease before heading off back to La Paz.