To go from Puno to Cusco one has to traverse the delirious town of Juliaca (so close to the Bolivian border to have based most of its economy on smuggling…), then cross the La Raya pass (and its gift market!), then stand probably the most boring Peruvian guide through innumerable impressive Inca temples (and again their gift shops!), to be finally rewarded by one of the most vibrant city in Perù (still in altitude, but our bodies were already reasonable acclimated).
The first night in Cusco we strolled around the San Blas neighbourhood, and ended up at the cozy km.0 bar where the powerful La Sutura Carmesi were wonderfully playing an ’80-’90-2000 setlist: what a emotional night for somebody what was 15 in 1988!
During the next days Cusco would have a lot more to offer, and I regret not having has more time to spend in the city. It was also our first serious encounter with Pisco, the most famous Peruvian spirit, and with “cuy”, the guinea pig served everywhere in Perù: what a treat!