Llama Count: The odd fluffy llama in a tourist shop. Think I may have seen my last live llama, which means the only animal that spat on me in the trip was a grumpy Peruvian Whoop!
I have a reckless last day in Peru: I eat raw fish. This is pretty much the largest adventure of the day, and I eat an enormous plate of Serbicche, which includes crab, shellfish, octopus, and mussels. Amazingly I am not sick.
There is a religious festival of some description taking place in the cathedral, I decide that I ought to join in. I sit in a pew for three quarters of an hour waiting for it to start, nothing happens. I give in and decide to go to a few museums instead. I start with another San Franciscan monastery, the main attraction here is definitely the catacombs, which hold about 50,000 dead bodies. The limestone they are built from is particularly good at breaking bodies down, to the extent that the only bits left are the femurs. Beagles would daydream of this place, lines and lines of bits of bones just ready to be knawed upon...
I decide that I have had enough of monastery’s and churches, so decide to go to the inquisition museum, which documents the peruvian inquisition. To my delight I find it has more catacombs, and I pretend for a bit I am Indiana Jones. After that I go on a very long, and rather dull Spanish tour that explains the place. I think I am beginning to be South Americered out...
Which is just in time as a few hours later I am on a plane flying back to sunny England.
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