On this holiday we'd both expected to be lugging our bags along narrow paths, steep streets, up to our rooms in hotels etc etc. For this reason we'd bought new HiSierra (Samsonite) convertible wheeled packs. What a bloody waste of money. Most of the people brought actual packs (way too backpacker for me!!!) but we could just have easily brought our mid-sized wheelie cases.
Instead, we had porters at each hotel, we pulled up right outside every hotel bar one, most hotels had lifts and for our overnight stays we either had duffles provided or took our back packs. Intrepid's collateral should be much clearer about all of this instead of their one-size packing-and-luggage-description-fits-all.
Carlos took us to a stall at the market to show us the 'popped' goods
People in Puno appear to 'pop' everything they can - any kind of pasta, rice, quinoa, corn of every size. They sweeten them and cocoa them. We bought a bag of I have no idea (now. I did at the time!) and it was delicious. The popped pasta was an acquired taste.
The centre of the city, the walking street and the central square were all very nice
Carlos had booked dinner for us all at a very touristy restaurant. It was his only miss of the trip. The food was super ordinary and the service terrible (meals and drinks forgotten). The band was fun, I enjoyed my giant lemonade that some thought was a humungous pisco sour
Best of all was chewing on the miniscule leg of the deep fried cuy that one of our group decided to try for dinner
After dinner Carlos took us to a local mercado to buy the gifts for our home stay families who we'd be with the following night. Like our visit to the weaving community at Qoqor on the way to the Sacred Valley, Intrepid supports a farming community at Llachan on the shores of Lake Titicaca by taking groups to stay and lend a hand with day too day chores.
Gifts were cooking staples - oil, rice, grains, pasta, sugar, spices etc. One of the group had chosen a small, gourmet, flavoured olive oil, some fancy balsamic and some other 'what I'd buy for myself to nibble on' stuff. I looked in her basket and told her that I thought she was missing the point. Carlos overheard me and suggested that she swap it all for more homebrand plain 'bigger size' stuff. I still don't think she got it because as we walked out she said "I thought this was a gift. I'd have loved to be given that." Mmm...