After turning down a baggie of hallucinogenic San Pedrillo cactus from a vendor in what the guidebooks claim is one of the largest witches markets in South America, we make our way to another set of ruins.
This time we are met by human guides but they’re kids. Who want to sell us bits and pieces of pottery they’ve scavenged from the ruins of Sipan. Twice in one day we’re declining things apparently most visitors don’t.
But who needs hallucinogens when sunsets look like this in the magic hour of sunset and when, surely, taking anything other than photos results in some seriously bad karma. So instead, we buy the disappointed kids a round of foosball in town and inadvertently set off a stampede of would-be players.
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