Roger had been traveling with us for three weeks and we really grew together as a group. We knew each other well as he is Daniela’s brother and had been living with us during our last six months in Switzerland. But those three weeks glued us together even more. And as our plane from Puerto Maldonado to Cusco continued to Lima we had to say good-bye on the plane. It was a sad moment and the fact that we had an uncomfortable night bus ride ahead of us didn’t help.
It was already our fifth night bus and I can normally sleep everywhere but on this ride to Puno we didn’t catch much sleep. Maybe it was the road that felt like it was unpaved but maybe it was also our sadness about Roger’s good-bye.
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