Salvador now gets his transport out himself
We went out early this morning to the flower market in Plaza Tupac Amaru. My obsession with Hummingbirds led me to believe that a nice big flowering plant on the patio would have the little nectar addicts buzzing all over the place.
We soon found the exact flower I was seeking, the same sort that the birds love in the garden in Lima.
We then headed to the Plaza de Armas to collect a necklace Esther was having cleaned in a jewellers.
Standing in a posh jewellers with half a tree in one hand and Salvador attempting to wreck the place by slipping out of the other whilst Esther discussed the quality of their cleaning tested just about every reflex I have left.
Eventually we made it back to the house and then embarked on another challenge.
Those of you who have visited Cusco and the San Pedro market (by the Machu Picchu train station) will understand the achievement of having done all our fruit and vegetable shopping at the market with Salvador in the buggy.
Heaving with people and flies the market is not very easy to negotiate on your own, let alone with a baby, but we managed it and we only ran over three locals and nearly knocked over one bowl of soup.
On our return I planted the tree and waited for the flock of hummingbirds to home in.
A bit later Esther was washing up and I was playing with Salvador in the front room, suddenly she rushed in and breathlessly gasped ‘Hummingbird on the patio’.
My plan had worked, I thought, I got to the kitchen just as a huge Hummer flipped over the wall and off of our fuschia.
It obviously didn’t rate this morning’s ‘special flower’ very much, preferring a plant we have had for three years.
If it’s not careful it will get a red string bag of peanuts next time.
Valerio told me at lunchtime that the lovely yellow sunset we had last night signified a week without rain.
I have just been down to the café and five minutes after arriving, a tremendous thunderstorm started.
Hailstones the size of hailstones (would love to say golf balls but they weren’t) fell into the street, which was immediately converted into a muddy brown river.
So much for local knowledge.
Bad news about the whale but at least a real effort was made to save it. Not many countries would react the way we did and we should be proud of that.
We soon found the exact flower I was seeking, the same sort that the birds love in the garden in Lima.
We then headed to the Plaza de Armas to collect a necklace Esther was having cleaned in a jewellers.
Standing in a posh jewellers with half a tree in one hand and Salvador attempting to wreck the place by slipping out of the other whilst Esther discussed the quality of their cleaning tested just about every reflex I have left.
Eventually we made it back to the house and then embarked on another challenge.
Those of you who have visited Cusco and the San Pedro market (by the Machu Picchu train station) will understand the achievement of having done all our fruit and vegetable shopping at the market with Salvador in the buggy.
Heaving with people and flies the market is not very easy to negotiate on your own, let alone with a baby, but we managed it and we only ran over three locals and nearly knocked over one bowl of soup.
On our return I planted the tree and waited for the flock of hummingbirds to home in.
A bit later Esther was washing up and I was playing with Salvador in the front room, suddenly she rushed in and breathlessly gasped ‘Hummingbird on the patio’.
My plan had worked, I thought, I got to the kitchen just as a huge Hummer flipped over the wall and off of our fuschia.
It obviously didn’t rate this morning’s ‘special flower’ very much, preferring a plant we have had for three years.
If it’s not careful it will get a red string bag of peanuts next time.
Valerio told me at lunchtime that the lovely yellow sunset we had last night signified a week without rain.
I have just been down to the café and five minutes after arriving, a tremendous thunderstorm started.
Hailstones the size of hailstones (would love to say golf balls but they weren’t) fell into the street, which was immediately converted into a muddy brown river.
So much for local knowledge.
Bad news about the whale but at least a real effort was made to save it. Not many countries would react the way we did and we should be proud of that.
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