Cuzco, H. 1980 20 November (continued) human wastes here and there - a real potpourri of sights, sounds, and smells. Had a nice time bargaining w/ a pretty Indian woman over a porocho. Her little niña looked ill - as do many - and Mark noted that we saw many babies but far fewer older children. For supper we first walked E. of the Plaza de Armas to La Quinta, a restaurant said to serve guinea pig. It was closed, but the walk was interesting - down & up narrow Inca streets, past the wall w/ the famous 12-cornered stone. (Incidentally, twice in Cuzco we went by small portals in doors at night & saw an expressionless face staring out - at least once it was a soldier, buterie more-the-less). Eventually had fine meal at the Turi on the Playa. 21 November This time we took off and I got many photographs of the Andes. Back in Lima, own taxi ride to Pension Alvarado was wild - almost hit by a dungtruck. Accelerator pedal was shaped like a foot, toes and all! After checking in, went to see Jose Kechling for lunch, and portofier.