We arrived in Huancayo after the most HORRIFIC night bus journey from Lima. Well, for me, anyway. Whilst the bus was amazing – pillows, blankets, the lot – the roads were bumpy and climbed to an altitude of 3000 metres. This all meant I was suffering from travel AND altitude sickness. Woo-frickin-hoo.

When we arrived the first thing we noticed was how the mountains had the most incredible backdrop of huge blue skies, a relief after the grey of Lima. Huancayo, the capital of the central highlands, is a nice enough town and a great place to take some much needed Spanish lessons and get used to the altitude.

The highlight was definitely a trip to a local animal market, a mini-trek to some ancient ruins and a lunch of meat cooked under ground.