I’m on my way to Cuzco.This weekend I spent in Ayacucho with a friend from Lima. We looked at some pretty impressive ruins, the local monument celebrating the last battle against the Spaniards (a truly ugly white obelisk with delusions of grandeur!), had a nice hike to some waterfalls (and on the way back got into a deep philosophical discussion with local law-students (helped by generous servings of sprite mixed with a local liquor) about the future of Peru compared to the rest of the world. We had some good and some mediocre food (soup made of pig skin is not my favorite…), went shopping and even ended up in a karaoke bar (it’s too late now, killing me won’t help anymore…).
Then it was a night bus in the direction of Cuzco.
To Cuzco would’ve been 18 hours or so. Not fun to do in one stretch. So I decided to take bus half way and then the next night do the second leg.
So, here I am, Andahuaylas. A cute enough town. Except that it has absolutely nothing in which a tourist might be interested. The plaza des armas (central square, or literally “plaza of armaments”) is one of the uglier I’ve seen, the food is average and there are no touristic sites anywhere near.
About 15 hours to spend here…
I read, I slept, wrote a bit, replied to some E-mails (they do have internet here…) walked around town, wrote some more, read some more. And all of a sudden 15 hours isn’t that long at all.
Can’t wait to get on the bus out of here though…