So ..... Another day with a leisurely breakfast, but before that we walked 25 metres up the street to a little shop that also does laundry. 2 kgs of washing for $US10 - I don't know - it sounds expensive to me, but when we called in on our return from our wanderings we found they'd delivered it to our hotel. So... After breakfast (sausages and eggs, as well as ratatouille, Andean cheese wrapped in a wonton, mashed potato croquettes with meat in the middle - breakfast here has also included meatballs and chicken stir fry on past days - we don't often get bacon - I think only the once at Inkaterra, Aguas Calientes) we walked a few kilometres over to the San Pedro Markets to buy a couple of things we'd thought about. On our way over we found an ATM that gives you American dollars, and finally bought some postcards. We also saw the municipal library. On our leisurely walk back (leisurely if you don't count the "no grazios" every 2 metres to the street hawkers) we called in at the regional museum. The houses usually have figurines on the roof that combine their two different faiths - two Bulls from the Incan faith, and a cross from the Christian faith. One of the villages we passed through yesterday had no crosses, only bulls. Granny Smith apples are very common (like the eucalypts), grown because they're so hardy. We had decided not to eat with the group for dinner. We have to be up incredibly early tomorrow morning for our 7am flight so we want an early night. Then we found out it was Diane's birthday and we felt awful because she's so lovely. Pepe the tour guide rang and asked Tom where we'd gone for pizza last night, thinking he might take the group there. We're probably going to be eating with the group for the next two nights so we stayed with our original decision. Then Diane came to our door ('cause they're in the room opposite) to tell us about the dinner business and we ended up sitting and chatting to them (Dianne and her airplane-loving husband Kerry from Condell Park, and Diane's brother Rod, ex head of a police station and his lovely wife Kay) for half the afternoon - showing our treasures purchased today and discussing everything under the sun. We wished Diane a very happy birthday and she was quite fine with our decision to eat at the Irish Pub, which they'd recommended to us a few days ago. So I had the best ever shepherd's pie and, at the brilliant recommendation from the left handed bar wench from Melbourne (who has been travelling and working around the world for 8 years), a lovely Argentinian Merlot Malbec! Sooooo smooth.