Deciding not to push on to Cajamarca proved to be a blessing in disguise when Miguel, noticing my beleaguered state, offered me a discounted room at his Tetem Backpackers. He proved to be an absolute mensch and the place, with its huge rooms and heated pool was the perfect place to spend a day off. If you’re in the area check it out!
I had hoped to pay a visit to Cajamarca but I still wasn’t feeling great so spent most the following day in bed watching bad football streams and Twin Peaks. Gone were the nausea and vomit, leaving in their wake a churning stomach and more gas than a Theresa May speech (wheeeeey!). On departing Banos del Inca I need not have pedalled, such were the strength and frequency of my farts. This extra propulsion lasted for over a week as I meandered my way south towards Huaraz, gradually building up my mileage as I returned to health. What followed was an odyssey through a variety of climes and landscapes that encapsulated much of what Peru has to offer.
Tunes: Lots of the Joe Rogan Podcast, Weezer – Pinkerton, Saves The Day – Stay What You Are, The Strokes – Future Present, Modest Mouse – The Moon and Antarctica
Reads: So You’ve Been Publicly Shamed, The Psychopath Test – Jon Ronson, The Stand – Stephen King, A Walk In The Woods – Bill Bryson, Decline of The British Murder – George Orwell, Cloud Atlas – David Mitchell