Cajamarca.

Wednesday night I packed my bag, said my goodbyes, and left Trujillo.  I am going to miss Estella, Karla, their family and neighbors a lot. However, I can't say that I will miss the city of Trujillo itself.  I enjoyed living there, but every trip to another Peruvian city makes me like Trujillo a little bit less. I prefer slightly smaller and less noisy cities.  I've also noticed that people (men especially) are generally less agressive in the other cities I've visited so far.  Although I still get some unwanted attention, I get much less of it than in Trujillo and it doesn't feel as threatening.

Anyway, I took a bus to Cajamarca Wednesday night and arrived Thursday morning at 4:30am with no idea where to go.  I asked a cab driver to take me to Plaza de Armas, assuming that I would be able to find at least one open hostel in that area.  I ended up in a Jewish hostal (which, by the way, who knew?) right on the plaza. It's nothing special, but there's a hot shower and for me that means luxury! I spent the last few days walking around the city, tasting street food and local yogurts, and visited the mains sites outside the city: Cumbe Mayo, Ventanillas de Otuzco and Los Baños del Inca.

-S xo