As we are preparing to depart the campo for the hustle and bustle of the city, I thought I'd give you an idea of what we'll be missing in the city by way of scenes from my jogs through the barrio.
We're at about 9,000 feet here, so I am compelled to slow my pace for the uphills, but that's also a nice reminder to stop (or slow) and take it all in.
|Our neighbor, Iglesia Racar|
|Ubiquitous choclo (one of their corn staples)|
|A distant view of Cajas National Park|
|Sinincay Falls and Laundromat (on weekends)|
But then I have a number of "coaches" along the way that both encourage a faster pace and give me good coordination training. See, you have to face them while running away from them in order to keep them from biting you, which is quite tricky when three or more of them try to surround you.
|Sorry, shot while running backwards and kicking.|
|And they are waaaaaaaay bigger than they look...Way.|
|Our house nestled in that saddle from across the valley|
|Could be Tuscany if not for the alpacas|
|A primary school behind our property at the end of my loop|