A relaxing day:)
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Oct 20, 2008
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Cajamarca,
Peru
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
First of all, I´m sorry if the entries get a bit squeezed for a while. We are on the move again and we are trying tostay together abit and not do the anti-social Internet café thing.
Some arguments have cropped up but we are doing our best to stick together. The days out are cool anyway.
So the week in Cajamarca starting Tuesday with the Banos de Incas, a local hot spring that has been turned into a gardens with private bathrooms around it that you can rent for 10 sols, for pretty much as long as you like.
The hot spring water is channeled directly into your bath, which is big enough for four or five, and then basically you just stew for a few hours and sooth those aching muscles from those random hikes into the mountains. I.e. yesterday.
This place is really fantastic and a must for anyone visiting this area. Me and Ewa went for a massage too, (my first), and I can say it won´t be my last for sure.
It makes you feel like a new man/woman type person. The lady masseuse was a legend with the baby oil, and afterwards I could feel my legs for the first time in 24 hours.
The place is beautiful as you will see when I download the pics.
Just as we were leaving, predictable as ever, the daily torrential downpour followed by the hike in taxi prices that increase proportionately with the amount of rainfall.
You may pay 2 sol (50p) instead of (25p). I guess I shouldn´t complain, London taxis charge you that just to look at them, and most of them don´t come with the complimentary plastic Jesus and illuminous purple rosary beads hanging from the rear view mirror.
Not sure what religion the pink fluffy bird represented though.
It was on this taxi journey back to the hotel that I realized that my new phone has google maps, (which is way too cool) and that if I´d figured this out earlier we may not have got as lost as we did the day before.
Que sera sera.
Anyway we didn´t need it to get back. We rested, an hour and then went for diner downstairs. Adventurous lot that we are. Again Wojtek ordered the nightmare meal. Lambs heart.
We´ve s had a lot of bad luck interpreting menus and this, you would think would be the low point of it. All I can say is more to come.
Ewa ordered well. Some delicious fish pieces in batter, and I had a strange chicken dish in a blood red sauce (that I hope wasn´t actual blood).
Even Wojtek couldn´t eat it. By this point he´d given his heart to a 8 year old girl. Literally.
They come up to the table sometimes, to sell lollies, and I´ve never seen anything so harrowing as when she took the food that Wojtek offered, straight off his plate. The same happened the next day, and the grim reality of the third world is brought right to the front door of your conscience.
There was an incident involving the inquiring about vodka, in which I used the sign international sign language for ´she likes a drink´. Which got a wry smile from the waiter and we went for our beds.
Sleepy sleeps...
