Ali, Esther, Dan, Salvador and I went to the wholesale market at Huancaro this morning.
It was even more chaotic than usual given that the farmers haven't gone back to their original site and are still selling their produce from a field.
We also went to the supermarket and got the usual rip off from a Cusco taxi driver, overcharging on a five minute journey.
After losing my temper with him, I still had some left for the printers this afternoon.
For our business cards reprint, the paper was wrong, the layout was wrong and the quantity was wrong.
Once the shop assistant told me that she was going to put 500 cards they had incorrectly printed with my name on in the bin, I lost it.
'So someone could use the cards and say they are me once the have been through your rubbish?'
'People don't do that sort of thing here'
'Are you Peruvian?'
'You have seen a side of Cusco that I haven't'
'I've seen every side of Cusco thank you'
'There are no bad people in Cusco'
and so on.
I had to go to the MAP Cafe with Esther and Dan to eat a mood changing chocolate and passion fruit tart straight away.