Chiclayo was just a short stop over and once again not much to do in this city. We got off the bus and asked a taxi to take us to a hostel the Lonely Planet suggested. We spent the next few minutes in the taxi on the way to a hostel arguing with the driver because he wanted to take us to another hostel. We ended up at the hostel of his choice due to the fact he was driving, luckily it was a one minute walk to the one we wanted. We begrudgingly paid the fair after a short exchange with the driver and walked to our hostel. 

The great Lonley Planet suggested that we check out the massive local markets that had witch doctors. We went along for a little bit of a cultural experience and maybe get some of our ailments cured.

The market was absolutely massive and you could buy anything imaginable, after walking around for about an hour, past the meat market with every dead animal you can think of, past the spice section and fruit and nut section, the suit and dress section we see this guy with a few people around him. We thought we would take a look but then we somehow become part of it not really understanding a word he was saying. Keeping a close eye on our belongings and trying to follow what was going on the crowd got bigger. He gave us some card from a tarot card reading pack and goes on and on for about 20mins. Its getting hotter in the sun and I guess he can see the participants (an older woman with her son, a younger girl on a lunch break, 5 young kids and us) are getting bored so he gives us a mystical blue crystal in return for 1 sole (about 30 cents) next thing we know we get invited back to his shop. Once there the lady with her 2 year old went into his room first while the rest us waited outside. In the meantime after talking to the others we figure out he is going to tell our future in Spanish. The young girl leaves. We were close to leaving but were kind of curious. Next it was our turn, we went in there and there were candles burning and pictures of Jesus and Mary everywhere. There was also his bed, a human skull, spices and incense and other 'spiritual' stuff. He was going on and on shacking maraccas and mumbling weird things. Junior and I are sitting there facing his desk FULL OF CRAP and he is walking around behind us saying god only knows. I have my hand on the so called skull and Junior has his on a cross. He brings out this egg and touches it over our faces then cracks it into a plate that he had just got us to spit in. He adds a couple of drops of a special liquid then our spit turns black which means something. He then picked up this bottle and walking behind us takes a drink and then spits this oil like soap stuff over us with 3 spits. It was disgusting. By this time we are over it and his is asking us for 50 soles (about 20 dollars) to put in the bottom of the skull. We play dumb and give him 50 cents. He saw the rest of the change that we had and says that will do and grabs it and throws it in the egg. We're not getting that back we think but then he gives us something much better - a vial of seeds and twigs and another blue crystal! Just before we left he gets Junior to put the vial in his hand and I put the blue crystal in my hand and he pours another type of oil over this stuff. We had to put it up to our mouth and make a woo noise while rising our hand over our head. After doing this 3 times we get to leave. We walk back to the hostel to clean ourselves feeling totally ripped off. All we can do is laugh now.

After going back to the hostel to clean ourselves we go to look for a car to take us to Lambaque so we could visit a museum. I was looking around and soon found my self lying on the ground. I had stood in one of the many holes in the pavement and totally slipped over. Making a big scene and then finding out it wasnt as bad as what I thought. So overall not the best day I have had.

Later that day we went to Lambaque and visited Sipan the ´largest and best museum in Peru and one of the top 3 in the world. You should really get a translator for only 20 US dollars if you want to fully enjoy it'  according to the guy that sold us the tickets and who happened to be the translator. We declined the offer and done it on our own. There was a lot of things found in the real Sipan tombs but also a lot of replicas. It was ok.

We then went back into town and waited for our night bus to Chiclayo.