Puno, Lake Titicaca, and lack of sleep

Well we had our last day at San Juan de Dios on Friday (though we´ll probably go back and visit) which was gutting, saying goodbye to Wilson was a real wrench. We made Tarzan noises as well as truck noises, I took him to see the monstrous rabid pigs that live at the clinic (they´re the biggest pigs you´ll ever see in your life ever), I fed him and then put him to bed. We also played a variation of the throwing the truck out of the wheelchair game, which was that I gave him a pink rubber bouncy ball and he threw it out of the wheelchair and I had to run and get it, he laughed every time, he thought it was just brilliant, especially when I had to run a really long way. I was exhausted after an hour of that! Saying goodbye was really sad, he didn´t really understand though, he thinks I´m coming back today, I didn´t have the Spanish and he didn´t have the understanding to communicate that I´m not.
We had dinner, and then Heather and I caught the tourist bus to Puno. The bus was pretty luxurious, the seats went back and there were footrests, although I only slept for about half an hour of the seven hour journey. We got to Puno at 5am, it was absolutely freezing cold, and saw the sun rise, which was amazing. No one met us until 8am, we were getting a bit worried although we are running on South American time, and then we got straight on the boat for the 2 day tour of Lake Titicaca. We saw the floating islands which were incredible, I fell asleep outside on the boat and have sunburnt my left ear, which is a really good look. I felt pretty ill by then, I was warned that my immune system was weak after the typhoid fever and that I´d probably pick up anything going around, so I was expecting it. By the time we got to the island we were staying the night at, my throat was so sore and I was so badly affected by the increased altitude that I could hardly breathe. 15minutes uphill walking in the sun finished me off and I thought I was going to faint, I went straight to bed at 4pm and didn´t get up until 6.30am the following morning, the family were really sweet and brought me all my (slightly suspicious looking) meals in bed, but I was gutted that I missed out on the party they had for us in the evening. There was really nothing I could do though, I felt so ill.
The next day was a similar story, my legs felt weak even from walking downhill to the boat, so when the guide said we were going on an uphill hike round the next island, I knew it wasn´t a smart move. I stayed on the boat with a really nice Irish couple in their 20s, David and Ciara, who were both primary school teachers from Dublin. Ciara was ill as well and they sorted me out with travel sickness pills etc., which were great. They were really nice so the time passed quite quickly, and then it was three hours on the boat back to Puno.
Heather and I had dinner in a really nice restaurant, and then went to the bus station. At about 7.45pm we clocked that our bus still hadn´t arrived. We went to the office to ask them where to go and they told us that we were actually not on that bus, because it had broken down, so they had put us on another bus (without bothering to actually tell us). It was 8pm by that time so we had no time to complain, she shoved us on the bus which she promised us was going to Cuzco, showed us to the (wrong, incidentally) seats and waved us off, all before we´´d really had time to process what had just happened. It was a local bus, we were the only non-Peruvians on it, and there was no toilet or anything like that, and quite uncomfortable. I was coughing up my lungs by that time and feeling a bit sorry for myself but I had to man up and shut up because complaining wasn´t going to make the journey go any faster. Heather rang Lily at PoD to ask her whether this bus company was okay (the windscreen was cracked which made us worry) and she told us not to sleep and to hold onto our bags, but that it should be okay, which was infinitely reassuring. The bus kept stopping randomly for a really long time, which was really frustrating, I think the journey took about nine hours overall. Luckily my ipod lasted for most of that time (I hid it under my pashmina) and then I did end up sleeping for a couple of hours as well. We got to sleep finally at nearly 5am.
Unsurprisingly, we didn´t start at Marco´s today. Me, Heather and Lauren are going tomorrow instead. We had a gentle morning, slept until midday and then some internet/phone time, just off to meet Helen now to get some money to buy some stationary for the kids. Going to try and pick up something to boost my immune system as well because I´m feeling really run down and want to have a great last two weeks here.
lots of love to everyone, hope you´re all well xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx