It's been even harder than usual to get things done over the past few days, mainly due to the awful weather.
Added to this I've had raging and unexplained gut rot.
Unexplained because it's not bad enough to go to the doctor (S/. 70 minimum to say you've got stomach ache and should drink electrolyte).
Salvador however has made his first trip to pediatrician due to an irritation in his eye.
He got the 'Full Monty' for his S/. 50.00, height, weight, head size, balls examined, good value if you like that sort of thing, although I would have paid double for her not to do the last one.
We've (Esther) got some cream to put on his eye and have to go back Saturday.
I hope we find it a bit better than the first time.
The taxi driver didn't have a clue and we must have asked a dozen people where the street was including a security guard, it turned out we were one block away.
The people here are unbelievable.
Keeping on the theme of unbelievable, I am having a small bookcase made for my office.
'Come and collect it Wednesday at 11am' they said, confidently, we did and unsurprisingly it was'’t ready.
Incredibly we got a phoned apology this afternoon, a whole new experience for Cusco.
Sorry to bore on about the weather, but it really is vile.
Cusco changes completely in atmosphere as there are suddenly lots of people who can't get out.
They really wanted to be here about a week ago, but now that all the planes are cancelled the Inca capital is wearing a bit thin.
It as sunny for about an hour this morning and I heard one plane get in.
That one plane was carrying something to make Esther smile, the soundtrack of 'Billy Elliot' the stage show which I ordered the other week from Amazon.
It reminded us of our fabulous day out in London for Esther's birthday, a million miles away, as we trudged up Avenida de Sol with the buggy in the latest downpour.
This afternoon we watched 'Broken Flowers', a film starring Bill Murray, another excellent choice and highly recommended.
Not so excellent was a 1980's Spanish children's programme (which was a bit like 'The Double Deckers', a 'hilarious' plotline featured the kids involved mixing up the kids they were babysitting.
Inevitably one family was black and the other white. When the white family discovered the error, their reaction was 'where's our baby, you've given us Kunta Kinte'.
About as politically correct as here, unfortunately racism is rife in Peru too.
The election hustings continue apace here and at last some good news, Ollanta Humala, the candidate running on a re-nationalisation and farmers rights ticket, has got a load of problems as a group of his supporters are objecting to the way he is running his campaign and have taken over one of the party's offices - not very helpful for his chances.