When we first arrived I thought I was forever destined to be stuck in the room as Master 3 was too frightened to venture outside our complex. The loud horns and trucks frightened him, so much so that when we went for our first couple of walks he held on for dear life. He told us he was scared of the buses and trucks and for the next couple of times, refused to go outside. This meant I was stuck indoors with him while my husband and Little Miss 8 took to exploring the city.
Our saving grace were the taxis. While he cried when we took him out, he realised that he felt safer inside the taxis.
Now as an adult I can tell you that the taxis are in fact not very safe as they disregard the road rules and take to honking to pass through the tiny gaps afforded to them. They even place reflectors on the cars so they can be spotted easier and I am surprised that we have not seen any accidents as yet although we did see an example of road rage in the first vehicle we took from the airport - welcome to Peru I guess!
Anyway back on the subject, the taxis allowed us to visit the far flung destinations of the city such as the market and the Plaza De Armas and he eventually got used to the sights and sounds of the noisy Cusco city. Today he even volunteered to go for a walk and even though I had to carry him for most of the journey, it was purely out of comfort rather than fear.
Michelle - traveller, writer, mother, lover and friend.