Back to the Point!

So after surviving the rafting we headed back to Cusco and straight to the doctors to check that Mike's feet were not going to turn into an alien creature farm. After a brief consultation we received some cream for the parasites (the doctor offered to cut open Mike's feet if he wanted but after explaining it was actually not required Mike turned down his offer). He also gave us both some cream for the bites (now numbering in the hundreds!) to ease the itching slightly.

After a day of relaxing (and viewing the video of the rafting in a local bar - leading to yet another 6am night) we decided to do some culture and went to visit Sacsayhuaman which is amusingly pronounced "sexywoman". A huge cluster of Incan remains on top of the hill overlooking Cusco. Using stone weighing upto 130 tonnes fitted togheter with impossible accuracy. We climbed up the hill (as usual breathless due to the altitude) and were greeted by bus loads of Peruvian school children who found the idea of a picture with a gringo as interesting as a picture of some rocks. Hence after forming orderly queues and having individual pictures we were finally released to explore the ruins.



They were impressive (in a big rocks and walls type of way). At the very top we met a young Shaman (in training), 24 and studying tourism at the local university. He proceeded to chat to us for 20 minutes giving us the insight into the life of a young Shaman and the local way of life. After giving peace to mike's soul (apparently it was still a bit frightened after the tumble in the raft) he was promptly chased off by the tourism police!