Riding into Trujillo the night before was the usual nightmare. The sun was setting while we were still in the desert so it was dark as we arrived. This is a main PanAmerica highway route and very busy, the traffic was heavy and lots of young guys with beat up cars determined to show everyone they were the next Alonso accompanied with music blaring out their windows. Add crazy minibus drivers pushing in and sounding their horns and finally large trucks rumbling along spilling diesel fumes everywhere it was a case of keeping out of trouble.
 

Eventually reached hotel dumped our stuff and went for a beer still in our bike gear.

As usual next morning, things seemed much better and we jumped into a taxi and headed for ChanChan which is presently still under excavation and restoration. We hired a guide Jordie who had worked for 40 years amongst the ruins, he was so enthusiastic about what had been found. He explained how it first looked when he first came there. Nothing was recognisable.


The city has ten walled citadels which housed ceremonial rooms, burial chambers, temples, reservoirs and residences it is surrounded by 50–60-foot walls which are pretty impressive when stood next too. The numerous walls throughout the city create a labyrinth of passages.
They are made from adobe brick covered with a smooth surface into which intricate designs of birds, fish, and small mammals are carved. They are quite striking particularly when you see an area not excavated you do wonder how it was found.

We get a taxi back into the town we have tickets for other sites or we can just wander. We have some lunch to ponder what next.

Whilst walking around we had noticed a large number of camera repairers. Nothing to lose we ask. The guy said come back in an hour 40sols.
Hour later we collected the camera seemed to be perfect. This would have been thrown away at home.