A final few bits and bobs of street photography from Jauja. I’m well enough I think to sling a leg over my bike and hit the trail at last, tomorrow, or at a stretch Sunday. Next stop is Huancavelica I think, about 350km of dirt, and around 8900m of climbing away. It’s been nice to get to know a few faces around town, and of course I always enjoy opportunities to hang out with a camera, street photography being one of my favourite things, but now feeling almost back to normal I’m restless and keen to get going. Immigration only gave me half the normal allowance on my visa on entry for some arbitrary reason so I’m feeling under a degree of pressure… the Bolivian border is about 2500km of dirt away. I don’t think I’ll make it without either a visa extension somewhere (fingers crossed) or a bus or two unfortunately.
I think I’ll fill my bike up with cake on my way out of town.