View from our hostel...
Managed to find a cheap Peruvian restaurant with a 'menu del dia'...
Sopa de Moraya...
Estofado con pure- beef stew with rice and mashed potatoes...
Panza rebosada - Battered tripe with rice, salad, and potato. Tasted nice but a bit too chewy. Also got pineapple for dessert and warm diluted orange tasting drink.
Lots of the buildings in and around Cusco are made from adobe, outside the city you can see loads of the muddy bricks drying out in the sun...
Delicious little apple pastry...
We saw three different demonstrations on the main square while we were there, one for animal rights, one to promote energy conservation and another one we weren't sure about.
Outskirts of the city...
The Sacred Valley of the Incas is just outside Cusco and is a really scenic fertile plain formed by the Urubamba river. We decided to go on a two day retreat, where we would meet four shamans and learn about their beliefs. It was great. The two of us were the only ones there in a peaceful house in the valley, with three shamans and our translator. (They spoke Quechua except for one who spoke Spanish). We had to meet the first of the shamans in Cusco for our coca leaf reading, and to see if we were suitable to visit the house in the valley. Two of the shamans were women. An elderly husband and wife were the masters and the other two were younger and wore tracksuits when they were not performing a ceremony. The ceremonies required that we fast and observe 'the noble silence'. It was really interesting, there's too much to describe in each ceremony but they involved being patted down with bunches of herbs, 'cleansed' with condor feathers, perfume being sprayed at us from the master's mouth, chewing coca leaves, tobacco smoke being blown on our heads, throwing wine on the grass, amazing singing chants (listening to them), more whistle-whisper sounding songs, and a little purging...
The view beside our house...
Our room...
The two of us are represented by the yellow figures in the middle, the white stuff represents the clouds, every mountain and lake she could think of is represented by coca leaves underneath. Red and white flowers represent male and female. There is llama fat, biscuits, rice, sugar, wool, raisins, confetti and loads more things involved and every single bit was prayed on first and then carefully placed down in a particular pattern. In the end it was wrapped up, and we were patted down with the package, which was then burnt. Our shaman for this ceremony was a lovely little woman who was absolutely tiny and kept giving us big hugs. The offering was such a work of art she asked us if we'd like to take a photo, and then she let us take one of her too.
Brian's new handmade shaman hat...
Scenes from the Sacred Valley...
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