In a different room in our wonderful B&B, there was plenty of hot water for our showers. The beds were better, all in right with the world.
Wandered around some more, and ended up at a natural cafe that was really good. John had eaten here a few days ago during my hospital trek, so he knew what to expect. I had squash and cinnamon soup, some sweet potato medallions, and the best bread we´ve had so far, make with their most common corn, Quiona or something. I wrote it down back in the room, so don´t hold me to that spelling. Anyway, a wonderful meal.
Then, a driver picked me, then Robyn and Trinni, and off to the hospital. Much easier this time. No one was getting dressings changed, the one that stole my heart also had his mother and grandmother visiting (the father stayed), the amputee was in better spirits and very much enjoyed the fact he could beat me EVERY TIME at that little fishing game that the fish turn in a circle, opening and closing their mouths, you stick a pole in and try to extract them. He´d correct my counting in Spanish, and made sure he was ahead at all time. I had gone to a photo lab and gotten some pictures made of the children as Robyn said they never see pictures of themselves, they are much too poor, so they were thrilled to get them.
John has spent the afternoon visiting museums that don´t involve food and resting. I was back early enough to catch up on the blog.
Tomorrow, we go on an 8 hour bus ride to Puno which is at Lake Titicaca (hahahahahahahaha). We stay in a hotel tomorrow night, but there is no electricity on the islands where we stay the next night. I´ll update when I can. Titicaca . hahahahahaha so funny