Cuzco - Peru

Such a joy being in a smaller city. Cobbled stoned and narrow streets, a strong Spanish influence, the pace somewhat slower than Bolivia.

We were delighted to find artists and the work of a famous photographer - Martin Chambi. Almost bought a painting but hey, we're only three weeks into our trip.

We spent plenty of time wandering the steep steps and narrow pathways and enjoying the city life of Cuzco. Our major delight was our trip to Machu Picchu which started from Cuzco at 3.30 am by bus, then by train to the amazing vista of Macchu Picchu. Paul saw a condor, or was it the altitude sickness again. (He's changed his name to Inca Condor.) We heard so many stories of this place that we're not sure if it is a lost city, an inca university, a monestery, a gaming lodge or simply a summer holiday place for the Inca Emperor. However, all the stories provided a pastisque of colour, fascination and awe.

Now sitting in a park in Lima surrounded by shoe shine men, just witnessed two elderly fit and agile couple dancing to the tango. This is at 11.00 am. It's Saturday, there is a gastonomica and artesanal fair on. We are biding our time here on the west coast of the Pacific, same latitude as Darwin, and off to the jungle tomorrow.

Adios Amigosessss

PS Just want you to know that our Spanish is well.... still pretty bad.

We bought some cheese and took it back to the hotel to and asked for it to be put in the fridge. Next morning asked for our cheese. No one new any thing about it. We later found that it had gone into the bin rather than the fridge.

Ordered trout with asparagus sauce. Received some asparagus cream soup and grilled trout.

At a restaurant we saw advertised a 1 litr beer. We thought great, we'll share this. Instead ended up with two x 1 litre tankards of beer. Robby could hardly lift it.

Fellie where are you when we need an interpreter!