Mads is hiking Machu Picchu this week, so I’m manning the house sola for three days. But perhaps a damsel all alone strikes a chivalrous chord with the men here, because between Oscar and Michael (Guido’s son), I really haven’t been alone at all. And, with Oscar taking me to lunch, and Michael taking me dinner I think I might actually start to put on a few kilos. I think I’ve eaten more meat in the past two days than I have during my whole time in Peru. Yesterday was pollo a la brasa, which is a rotisserie chicken with crunchy, peppery skin — definitely a favorite — and today was some kind of pork that’s basted and cooked in the oven, and then for dinner some giant slab of greasy beef.