Leaving Huaraz behind it was time to once again head back to the sea, as the truck winds its way along the mountain passes you can feel the air around you change, breathing returns to normal and the slightly heady sick feeling disappears, thankfully the altitude hasn’t affected me too much, and hopefully the more time I spend at it the easier it will be, some haven’t been so lucky, people have been floored by the change in altitude only recovering when returning back below. Driving into Liam in the early afternoon, it’s astonishing to see the diversity of the city, you pass by the slums of brightly coloured box houses, stacked precariously on the muddy hillsides across from gleaming shopping centres, cars held together with sticky tape and a prayer parked next to gleaming new
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