So we managed to get to Quinua from Wari. And I didn't expect it to be so...splendid!
Quinua is a charming, little town at an altitude of 3,300 metres and the site of the Battle of Ayacucho of 1824- the most important, decisive battle during the Peruvian War of Independence, it secured the independence of Peru and soon ensured independence for the rest of South America (I'm a specialist in Modern Peruvian History now!).
As we got off the combi (Peruvian bus), there was a little boy following us for a while, speaking very low. He proposed to guide us round the city and to tell the story of the Peruvian independence. I was delighted. His name was José Antonio, he was 8 years old, knew the story by heart and was able to answer my questions! There is actually a group of boys of his age who do guide tourists and I'm not in favour of "child labour" but I wouldn't call it that way in his case. He was so sweet and happy to show us around his town and to figure out that the hill with the Obelisk that commemorates the battle is one of the most beautiful natural miradors on the earth.
We got in Ayacucho in the afternoon to buy our bus tickets to Lima. A certain wave of nostalgia filled me there...Yes, I have become attached to the Andes and I'm already planning how to come back!
|Stephan with José Antonio|
|Obelisk that commemorates the Battle of Ayacucho|
|The last night in Ayacucho and a more sophisticated meal for a very long time; a salad of quinoa seeds (that we call quinua here) in Via Via café with an amazing view on the Plaza de Armas|