Esther & Salvador walking past the Inca Roca Palace this morning

THE ROCK = Pablo = Pablo Escobar - should have guessed.

A crippled, painfully thin Basset Hound and an infamous drugs baron, the connection is obvious.

We went to Jack's this morning for breakfast and a chat with Jane and were greeted by her son Jack in his favourite pilot's hat dropping an egg onto the floor which fascinated Salvador.

Jack then sent a shot speeding past Salvador with his sucker gun.

The learning curve is steepening for our son.

Gary turned up a bit later on with THE ROCK slugging along behind - no trail as yet.

Apparently THE ROCK has been keeping Gary awake, most likely to make sure that there are no more toxic experiments if he drifts off himself.

We then paid a visit to the Museum of Pre-Columbian Art with its impressive pots, sticks and silver.

Lunch at the MAP Cafe was good, but interupted for me by a lung busting dash to get Salvador's buggy from the house.

I returned from Cabracancha with Salvador's frog strapped into the pushchair reading a book, plenty of national dress garbed locals had a good stare.

When I got to the MAP Cafe Esther said she should have asked me to bring his yogurt too.

Much as I love both Esther and Salvador, a similar life threatening rush for yogurt was not going to happen.

After a trip around San Blas, to Mega for supplies and some organising in Moni, Susan and Mike came round for a meal this evening.

Their time is already going quickly, Dan is going to give them a tour of Cusco tomorrow whilst we deal with our couple of new recruits.