That night we spent one more night at our old hostel, in a different room but the Danes were still there. Peter had overslept and missed the bus to MachuPicchu, poor bastard, he had paid for it too. Just Jesper, Rune and one of Rune's mates from York went in the end, Arnie the German guy stayed at the hostel and some English people stayed there too. We spent the morning chilling out at the hostel, I went to the nearest pharmacy to get some ibuprofen to try and reduce my swelling, and we booked our bus to Lima for that evening, we got a semi cama bus that took twenty two hours, not too long and it only cost $70 Soles. I pretty much slept the whole bus journey, it was the most comfortable bus I had been on so far, even more than the cama I had in Chile. Only annoying thing was I think somebody was obsessed with the DaVinci code, they showed the first film, the sequal and some crap documentary explaining the DaVinci code, all in all pretty crap.