Cuzco

The flight to Cuzco had some tremendous views. Once there, we were taken by our lovely hosts to a little neighbourhood restaurant were we were treated with tripe soup followed by cows stomach or chicken wings followed by chocolate cake. The rest of the day was spent with shopping - I really know now where to go if one needs some truely vicious hardware in Cuzco. Meanwhile our luggage apparently travelled from Miami to Lima and if all goes well it will arrive in Cuzco today. We can, alas, not wait for it and so C. is very kindly lending me some socks and knickers. There was a landslide on the road down to the Amazon yesterday but they (whoever they are) think it can be cleaned up before we pass that stretch of the road. Our baggage will then be driven to us tomorrow (ha!).
Neither tiredness nor frustration meant that we had a bad day, though. We had a very jet-setting way of travelling from market to market by taxi - which costs two soles per ride. The taxis are shabby and small and hoot at one incessantly as soon as one stands on a pavement.

At the evening we went for food at the Plaza de Armas in a restaurant which had beautiful and perfect Inca walls. The only draw-back was that half an hour into the dinner we were sort of under the table due to exhaustion.