It's tough to see, but there is beautiful Sajama on the left from don Pedro's hill
And here it is again from the hill behind my house
And this is don Pedro's house, where we ran into some trouble drilling. We're going to get back at it on Monday and hopefully that will be the end of that. The first building is where we all slept, and I think the building in the back is where they keep mountains of chuño, the almost flavorless and nutritionless freeze dried potato relative which is a staple of the altiplano. In the foreground is doña Rosa in her kitchen. The "walls" are made of the sticks that they use for fuel. It's pretty interesting to imagine my grandma cooking thanksgiving dinner outside on her knees with a mixture of sticks and llama poop for the fire. God bless Amerrruhca!
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