75 Crickets

So we said good bye to Zorritos and to all our new friends and pets.

As we headed down south to Piura and Catacaos

we all agreed on something. We are going to have Zorritos withdrawal symptoms.

It all started on a hot evening when the roof began to make popping noises.

At first i though some one was throwing rocks at us so i went out to have a look

around the house and all i found was hundreds of crickets coming down

from the sky. It felt like one of those Bible prophesies.

We were taking turns at killing them, our last count that night was 75 crickets. 

Getting ready for a mud bath in Zorritos

They reckon the mud has some healing properties .
They are warm as you can see the bubbles at the back of the picture.

"Who is going to do the laundry"

These mud baths had been used for hundreds of years.
I wonder who was the crazy bastard that got in first.

Another yummy breakfast with the best view.

Cesar and Fiorela cooking dinner for us.

Tony on one of his daily visits.
This dog has the best life a dog can get.
Wonders around town all day, has a couple of girlfriend, gets more than one feed a day
visits his neighbours, we even found him at the markets which is a couple of km away.
Madeline reckons she can write a book about how good his life is. 

The green house was home for 4 weeks.
One of our best times in Peru no doubt .

Not only did they cook for us......

They also brought the fish.
And what a quality fish that was.  Mero is kind of the equivalent to Red Emperor in Australia.

There is always a sunset .

At Catacaos the food has a reputation.

And also their clay water containers, some of them were as big as Madeline. All made by hand.

The quality of their ceramics is second to none

They are particularly  famous for their graphic designs made with the application
of mango-leaf smoke to get that distinctive black, brown and white colours.
No paint use here. So the design will never fade. It is an ancient Inca technique recently rediscovered.

Chulucanas, right at the feet of the Andes, from here east is all up hill.
We came here to visit the artisan's workshops of the above ceramics.

Some of the people in the surrounding towns haven't got running water they use
a donkey drawn water cart. The water is from underground and the authorities turn on the pump only during certain times and there was a line up.

What do you reckon is gonna happen now. Keep in mind it was at least 36 degrees that day and we had been travelling on this dirt road for nearly an hour.

yesssss

OOOOHHHHH  MUMMMM