Im back in Lima, spit everywhere, pidgeons and more cops than you can poke a stick at. The difference between the cops here and in Puerto Maldonado, here they have a bus in P.M. they get around in a truck. I am staying in Hotel Espana again and Aprille it DOES have hot water, and a comfortable bed, it should for 20 bucks a night. I decided to get a new pair of pants to wear home. By the time I pay to have something washed Im half way to buying new. I walked the full length of the main street last night looking. Both sides. There were heaps of shops but nothing I wanted or didnt understand. After a couple of hours I got sick of looking and bought the next pair I saw that were half way what I wanted. I was carrying about 6kg in my backpack cos I had already bought the kids easter eggs so I went back to the hotel to drop it all off. Wouldnt you know it, a dodgy little shop in a dodgy little street 50mtr from my hotel I saw exactly what I had been looking for. I walked down to the plaza for dinner. It was busy as. This morning I decided to walk to Park de la Cultura. My map says it is about 4km but it is not to scale cos it only took an hour. The park is an island between two streets and has heaps of amazing old statues but it is all fenced off for some reason. It is just outside the main court house and I sat on the steps for a rest and the security told me to move on. It was only 8am and the place was in full swing. The doors open, men in suits coming and going. Jeez at home our courts dont look like doing anything before 10am. This morning I went for a mega walk. When we drove in from the airport yesterday I saw these huge markets. I thought we were on Ave Ariquipa, so I thought I would walk there to kill some time. I still have to buy the kids T shirts that they wont wear. About 2 hours into the walk I realised I was on the wrong road and the street we were on yesterday was something different. Ave Ariquipa is the road to Miraflores. I can definately confirm that. Google that for the distance. Its gotta be 30km round trip. I came back through San Isidro and Jesus Maria, still looking for the markets. I asked a few people for the Mercado.... Mercado grande..... Mercado muchos grande. No one seemed to know what I was talking about. Probably didnt get the accent right. Any way I think I will pay for that tomorrow with stiff legs. Ive been here for 5 weeks and I still cant get used to these idiots driving on the wrong side of the road. I stepped onto the road this morning and looked up to see a bus coming at me. I jumped back in a hurry. A couple of weeks ago I got hit by a taxi in Cusco cos I looked in the wrong direction. It was just enough to knock me off my feet and I landed on his bonet with no damage done. Im just hanging around now. I dont know what Im going to do tomorrow morning. I might finish this blog tomorrow.