Just a layby, where tour buses usually pull in, so that their passengers can photograph the Inca fields. Local people set up their stalls here, where they sell crafts and knitwear. And, they brought their children with them, who happily posed for photographs, sang for us and showed us their alpacas. I think the children made as much in largesse from passing visitors than their parents made on the stalls.
Keith Kellett spends his ‘retirement’ travelling, writing, photographing, videoing and blogging about food and drink, beer, old cars, railways, beer, steam engines, history and historical re-enactments, bygones, beer, gardens, travel, beer and brewing, nature and the outdoors and beer. Sometimes, he gets published; sometimes, he even gets paid! He operates a blog (http://travelrat.wordpress.com) and has written two books ‘One Thing Leads to Another’ and 'When the Boat Comes In'He’s originally from Cumbria, but now lives in Southern England, near Salisbury, just (I was going to say, a stone’s throw) a short distance from the ancient stones of Stonehenge, where he’s a volunteer at the Visitor Centre when time permits..