Thursday 8 March 2012

Day 247 4/3/12 Picinic

Sun 4th
We woke up today not really knowing what to do and eventually Bob and I decide to try to fix the door bell. It’s a long way from the street, down an alley and across the yard to the main house so without a bell people need to bang the metal street door very hard to get our attention. The bell is mains electricity powered and with our new found confidence from the sockets yesterday Bob and I soon had it all taken apart and we cleaned the rust off the electrical parts inside and put it back together. It works fine now and we feel proud.
Just as we were finishing Sara and Gloria from the houses next door came round with a plan to go for a picnic. It was a bit rainy but we decided to go for it as you never can predict the weather here with any accuracy and we made the right decision as it turned out as it hardly rained at all through the afternoon. We squashed nine of us, including baby Valentina, our food and Valentina baby buggy into a taxi and went off to a recreation ground next to the Mantaro River.
Here’s Bob avoiding sunburn by wearing a traditional Huancayo hat....and his hoody




Once there Rocio and I sat and chatted whilst Bob got dragged into playing volley ball and Football. Michael made his usually rounds and was very happy. The only problem was that the tables to sit at were right next to the volleyball courts and Rocio was hit hard by the ball three times and had a bad headache. To finish our food in peace, and to save Michael from getting hit too, we went away from the ball games to some little benches under tilting tin roofs, which was much better except that we found they actually belonged to the restaurant next door and we were hassled to go and buy something there if we wanted to use the benches. Here are Rocio and Paolita on the benches




We have a good time sitting on the benches eating whilst Bob played football and were packing up ready to go home as the rain started in earnest. Michael was a tired and happy boy and predictable fell asleep in the manta as soon as we set off for home.

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