I spent the morning at the hospital with Ali trying to sort out appointments for her next operation.
The hospital is actually really good, everything just takes ages due to the Peruvian addiction to paperwork and rubber stamps.
I still haven´t managed to see Gary to find out about THE ROCK, I went to the pub last night but he wasn't there.
I might go to Pisac in the morning as the picture I was having done is ready, it just depends how strong my stomach is for the smelly journey.
I've been doing some more sorting out at home today, loads of black bags and dust.