Anyway, we left, as everybody else was leaving and once outside we understood that most people were just crossing the street in order to enter into this other night club. So did we.
The bus driver drove so quickly and with extremely dangerous maneuvers. We were so afraid and the other passengers started to scream at the driver which did not help the situation at all.
At Pisac we visited its 'once certainly authentic', 'today completely touristic' market. We enjoyed it anyway, ate fresh corncobs and bought a warm wool hat. |
