Seth fell while running with a stick in his mouth. The roof of his mouth is cut open pretty badly and deeply. It needs to be stitched closed.
Caleb and I are going to see if we can get him taken care of in Izcuchaca. If not, we’re on to Cusco to find a hospital.
Incidentally, Percy borrowed my truck today and went up on the mountain. We’re using the combi and maybe the bus.