No, they’re not really llamas. As per usual, they are the vicious Australian Alpaca. I think they thought I might have food, hence the desperate hurry over to the fence to sniff at me.
My quest to find llamas may finally come to an end if I go to Chile next year. Which I might do. As well as llamas it has fjords, volcanoes, deserts and a sofa to crash on in Santiago. What more could you ask for?