On To Andagua
September 5th 2008 Chachas hotel yields a rustic night’s sleep under woolen blankets but with clothes on at the now low height of 10,500 feet. There’s a breakfast of lentils and beef waiting for us at the same tienda we ate at last night. The father and son from the night before are present, and they have a day of visiting the old man’s cousin in the hills above Chanchas. The old man has the lentils, and hi
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