Tim had an appointment at 7 pm at a sports clinic in town for a second opinion on his cast. They agreed with him that it was unnecessary and potentially harmful and rented him a boot to wear instead. As I write, he is in the middle of cutting off his plaster cast with wire cutters. Visit to the specialist: $17. Renting the boot: $5/day. He will also start physical therapy tomorrow, which they say will have him recovered in 10-12 days. Wow! Physical therapy: $5/hour. Again, neither of us are all that surprised by the fact that his first doctor gave him a cast for his sprained ankle, even though we have heard again and again from others that that kind of treatment is antiquated.
To celebrate we went downtown for a drink. The chalkboard outside Istanbul, a fun Turkish sandwich shop and bar, said they had Happy Hour specials- 2 drinks for 10 soles ($3). It sounded good until they brought me two mojitos and Tim two cuba libres (along with some tasty falafel). As it turned out, I think they were all about 1/2 strength, so it wasn't a big deal. Nonetheless, a surprise. Ah, Peru! Land of surprises!