Changing on the fly again.
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Well, we walked down to the PeruRail office to book the train tickets. Silly me, I thought that everything was already taken care of. Turns out the morning return train to Ollantaytambo was booked for Monday and Tuesday morning, so the 3D/2N option is out. So I have had to settle for a day trip to Machu Picchu on Monday taking the regular train from Cuzco. More money, of course, but I've gotta do it.
Whilst walking around Cuzco today checking out some new neighborhoods, I walked by a football stadium. I noticed that there will be a football match Sunday at 3:30pm.
I was walking southwest and ran into another very pretty plaza and church. Then I went under a very old stone arch, ran into two more churches, and then the Mercado Central. This was a huge two level covered market, that sell everything you could possibly imagine. I'm not sure I will ever get used to the sight of pounds and pounds of unrefrigerated meat and seafood sitting out in the open.
I walked past a two rows of the market populated by woman with fruit and blenders. They all seemed to be not so busy, and were yelling things and waving newspapers at every person that happened to walk by. This was all in an effort to entice market goers to sit down for a fruit drink. I picked a spot where they were not so obnoxious, and grabbed a stool. I got what had to be at least a gallon of fruit juice, including oranges, pineapple, melons, and apples for $2.50/NS (about $0.80). Very tasty, and I got to try reading the local newspaper while enjoying.
I chose the Plaza de Armas to sit and do some people watching around sundown.
There was a 14 or 15 year old boy resting on the steps near me. He was taking a break from selling his postcards, and struck up a conversation with me. His name was Dennis, and he wanted to practice his English for as long as I was interested. We talked for about 90 minutes, and it was a very interesting insight into how similar, and how different kids are all over the world.
When I finally decided to move on and get some food, I bought some postcards from Dennis.
I actually spent almost $9 for dinner. More then I've spent on rooms in many places here. It was some more trout. This time river trout with some carmelized onions, and rice. Amazing how I felt bad paying that much for a meal here in South America, but would have paid at least $20 back in the states. Hell, I usually spend $7.15 for Chicken Strips and Large Fries at McDonalds.
Oh well, off to bed with visions of soccer matches dancing in my head.