Walking around in Molinos a small village not far from Huancayo, enjoying the women who gather to wash their clothes in the river, being told of animals inhabiting the mountains
And having seen the million faces in them too, I was making my way to Cochas, a gourd carving centre of some uniqueness, when a car full of people stopped, a guy got out and ran away and invited me to join them.He seemed to be the Alcalde, the maire, of Tambo, and was doing his tour of the villages, Angel Unchupaico Canchumani.
Very charming, he invited me to have dinner with them, tv ccrew included. I had my first bit of CUY, it was dead anyway, and it didn t taste like anything. So IT SURELY IS GOIN TO BE MY LAST.
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