Most of the scenery was like this.

Occasionally a small village would appear around a small oasis. It seems hard to imagine how people can even make a small living

Even the fishing port of Chimbote seems to have most of the boats in the harbour.
There are major road upgrades going on along the panamerian highway. Where the need to have a control over traffic one lane is blocked. Somewhere a mile or so away someone let’s traffic through for a random time and then radios their colleague something like when the red bus is passed I stopped the traffic. I had time to stop, get off and get juice out of my panniers have a drink and get back on and still have to wait. Arrived in Trujillo after a panic whilst stopped at some road works. Looking at the time and the kms ridden I felt I should be in Trujillo. To see a bus going the other way with a Trujillo sign on I thought I had somehow missed it.  Considering I had the ocean on one side and mountains on the other and this is a city of over half a million people I couldn’t understand how. Shortly after I arrived in Trujillo to find that at least half the population was out in their cars. Again I got lost so stopped beside a taxi and paid him a few soles to lead me to the hotel.
I asked the woman where I could store my bike. She opened what I thought was the garage door to find it led straight I to the sitting room. In here she said. There had been a water leak on to wet tiles. I had visions of things going pear shaped. However the bike is now beside the Christmas tree.

Down town Trujillo