

Ollantaytambo, Peru
Today has been a sedentary, food-based day. After an initial burst of enthusiasm encouraged by the first lie-in in living memory (nearly) we set off to have our laundry done after breakfast. A jovial Peruvian lady with a small shop cum motorbike spares outlet weighed our washing and promised it back at 16.30 dry but un-ironed.
Sarah spotted a turbo-dry setting on the washer and mimed not to use this setting on woollens - priceless.
The local landmark attraction...