It started raining at 4pm yesterday and stopped at 1pm today. Very wet, very persistent and very long rain. Esther woke up with a cold so we had already decided not to go to Huacarpay but Gary rang at 11.30am to say that the trip was off anyway. I said it was a good job because I certainly wasn't interested in pushing a Land Rover back from Lucre in this weather. With Esther in bed all day I have been doing my best to keep Salvador occupied, Esther's more professional efforts at pre-school stimulation extend to painting, exploring textures and making strange flour based pastes for him to play with, mine resulted in this. I certainly found it very stimulating myself and he laughed (I don't think the swearing registered). This one is just as good but more for aficionados of good music.

Amazingly even though I couldn't see a single mountain all day, the planes were still coming in to the airport, maybe air traffic control have bought a special pair of storm penetrating binoculars. It has to be amongst the worst weather I have seen flights still operating in, rather them then me.

I took Salvador out for some fresh air this afternoon, it's amazing what a difference a pram makes. When I go out on my own I get asked if I want a photo next to someone's scabby Llama or whether I would like to buy a dolly in national dress. With a pram, I got stopped this afternoon and asked by two Peruvians where the Twelve Angled Stone was, I look so local with my rugged Latin Looks and bright red Buggy from Devon.

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