We
go to the hostel that Sarah and Ryan stayed in last year-Churup. We have to
take a dorm room the first night but we are alone anyway. Fried eggs and bacon
for breakfast, this is a friendly place and we like it. We take a taxi to
Puente Santa Cruz and then walk the steep 7km up to Laguna Willcacocha.
Wonderful (but exhausting, especially at this altitude) hike and we meet and
talk to the locals as best we can. Some speak only Chechuan (sp?) and not
Spanish and certainly not English but we do the best we can with sigh language. They
still plow the old-fashioned way up here-behind two oxen.
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