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Rest stop on the way to Valle de Colca
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Judging from his expression the alpaca was waiting for la propina in exchange for allowing me to use the facilities; he didn't get one. Inside the little restaurant matte de coca was served to help alleviate the soroche which everyone was beginning to feel at this point. I also bought a bag of coca leaves which tasted vaguely reminiscent of dried grass. The leaves helped a bit (even making my lips & tongue numb), but the novelty of chewing cud wore off quickly |
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