On the way to Bolivia
Trip Start Oct 16, 2012
136Trip End Apr 20, 2013
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Instantly I realised that my new pedal, which Kory had sorted out for me whilst I was ill in Cusco, was still not fixed. On closer inspection the pedal had been cross threaded into the slot, and therefore felt like it was wobbly and about to fall off at any moment. It was really annoying, as we pulled in to a petrol station 100m from the hostel, to try to fix the new pedal. Kory tried for quite a while but in the end decided that we should push the bikes to the bike shop and see if they could do a better job
An hour after we left the hostel we set off again to cycle out of the city. The directions were really easy but with fairly busy city traffic and lots of traffic lights it was still slow going. We finally made it out of the city limits and through a valley, passed agricultural land. The day continued in this fashion, we didn't have any long slog hill climbs that we have gotten used to recently but were entertained with rolling hills. We would cycle up for 20 minutes or so and then leisurely descended back down into the valley. We were surrounded by green, farmed land, with rows of crops, mainly corn and potatoes.
There was a brown, fast flowing river rushing along the valley floor, which looked, at times, like it was close to bursting its banks. It felt good to be back on the bikes and to be cycling through a new landscape, on the way to a different country. We aim to be in Bolivia in four days time, which is really exciting, as we have been in Peru for over two months now and we feel ready for a change
The children along the route were really friendly today and seemed really excited to see us, shouting out “Hola, Hola, Hola”, until we were out of sight or earshot. We thought they may have been more used to seeing cyclists, as nearly everyone entering Peru will come this way to Cusco. However, they still seemed really excited to see us.
We arrived into our destination town, which looked like it would be a fairly large town on the map. As soon as we arrived we realised that it was no where near the size of town that would have good accommodation options. Kory went in to look at the two options in town; one had a room with beds that weren't made and it hadn't been cleaned since the last visitors who probably left in 1982 (why would anyone stay here in this tiny place), or there was a room with no roof, just a bit of tarpaulin. The other hotel had a room, with no space for the bikes and the shared toilet in the main corridor had no door. Call me fussy but we decided to continue on to the next town in the hope of finding a room with a roof and preferably a toilet door.
Thankfully we only had to cycle a further 10km, and still arrived in well before darkness set in