Cusco Day 1 - Chillaxing

Friday May 20

We needed a break and this was our first sleep in day after a week of travelling. Yikes! We did not do a whole lot but get up late, essentially miss breakfast, and wander about the town.

We went to the market at San Pedro and saw all sorts of fun stuff especially in the meat market section which about floored Riley.

Riley bargained a woman down for a notebook. That part was unremarkable, but the fact that Riley was almost taller then this woman was worth a picture.

We have it as an unstated goal to eat Chinese food in every country we visit, and today was the day for Peru. This place was a little run down, which is not unusual here, so that was not an immediate red flag. The menus were bound in the 1950s with only the pricing updated for today. The waitress did not understand even what we pointed at on the menu and we all had a bit of a surprise arriving on our plates.

No one really got what they ordered, not even close.  The grimace you see on Tara's face is how I was thinking this culinary experience was going to end. I was certain that this was it, the big blow out. 

Notice the lack of patrons at the tables behind us, there was a reason for that. 

To further confirm this mistake a board fell out of the sky and nearly hit Riley on the head. It appeared to have been holding up some part of the window covering about a story and a half above us.

Tara was bargain hunting but bought nothing but a juice to top off our certain lunch time food poisoning with more gastrointestinal punishment. At that point I was thinking why not, we are doomed anyway, at least we can blame it on something tasty.

This guy seemed to be the equivalent of America's Health and Wealth preachers who sell folks the good life if they will just call the live operator and send in their checks. I had to take a different tact to get this masked man's picture without paying for a 'blessing'.

As he walked down the aisle I took the shot and then continued to snap images after he had come up next to me, hitting me up for dinero. I had to act annoyed and ask him to move out of the way of my far from interesting shot of this ordinary aisle in this not so extraordinary market. It worked.

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