Palacio de Justicia:
The red color was so colorfast it was good for 24 hours or 100 kisses, she joked!
Sulphur was used for black; green came from coca leaves that were placed in boiling water for twelve hours; lichen produced orange shades; the brown came from boiling brown-colored corn for one to two hours.
In the weaving she showed us, each design had a different meaning: the Inca calendar, puma eyes, the mountains, etc. To make a table runner would take her about six hours a day for a month! She didn’t need to follow any pattern books as she had about 45 designs in her mind.
The homes and rugged terrain reminded me of the area outside of Taos, New Mexico, which we drove through this past June on the way home from Florida.
A roadside shrine as we entered Ollanta:
There were only a few streets in the small town; otherwise, a maze of narrow cobblestone lanes took you where you needed or wanted to go.
A view from our hotel window in Ollanta of the Inca fortress and terraces we'd be climbing in the morning:
I was entranced with this sight of three young girls walking down the lane from our hotel toward the town's plaza, especially as they were all dressed in native attire. We didn't realize until a short while later, they and women, also similarly attired, dressed that way to earn money from tourists.
It was intriguing walking past water flowing in ancient Inca foot-wide canals that were still being used to this day.
Market time as it was a Saturday.
The town's only church was located on the road to the archaeological park that we'd be seeing the next day.
While the elevation of Ollanta was 'only' 9,000 plus feet, we figured it still would be tough to hike the following day up the terraces that towered over the town.
The view from our window: