a sunday

After a frantic few nights of Salsa I am feeling the effects of sore feet and lack of sleep. Although I have been told that if I can relax my shoulders I should be good at the Salsa I think by the swiftness of step there may be more to the dance than just slouched shoulders!

To recover from such nights I am spending Sunday as it was truely intended and am off to read in the park and eat lunch in the sunshine whilst dreaming of what I hope to uncover whilst digging on Monday.

Lima is a scene of activity as the streets are cleaned resurfaced the flower beds watered and trees cut. All is in preperation in a few weeks time of the `world leaders´ arrive they will be visiting the site so the plan is to bury Bush.

Any way must pop off now and have something to eat before my rumbling tummy annoys the Peruvians too much!