Anyway, Peru. Words can't describe this trip. It was awesome, a different kind of awesome than Patagonia however. I feel like Patagonia left a strange sense of awe about the wonders of nature, whereas this was amazement about what past civilizations accomplished. We arrived in Cusco, Peru in the middle of the afternoon and went straight to our hostels. My traveling companion was the lovely Mia who planned it all and did very well. Our hostel was beautiful and amazing. It had a very hippy, spiritual good vibey feel and the way it was decorated reflected part of my decorating style. It was just a great inspiration and if I could have hung out there the entire time, I probably would have. But we didn't, we had places to be and things to see. :)
The first night we toured the small street that our hostel was on and then at dinner we tried alpaca steaks. Very tasty, definitely a dinner I would recommend. On Friday morning we woke up early to catch the tour that we had set up the night before of the Sacred Valley, which consists of smaller ruins around the city of Cusco, it gave us a wonderful taste of what Machu Picchu was going to be like the following day. We visited three places and had a Peruvian style buffet for lunch. At the end of the tour our tour guide brought us to a home where they make and sell traditional hand-woven items where we were shown how they spin and die the wool and the process of creating their blankets, table runners, etc. It was an amazing process to watch and I loved being able to see how versatile plants can be.
At the end of our fourth stop we took a taxi to the town we had been in previously, Ollyantantambo to catch our train to Aguas Calientes where we would catch the short bus up the mountain to Machu Picchu. Mia and I unfortunately weren't able to buy our tickets online because of technical difficulties so we got stuck with having to buy our tickets for 11:00pm. Arriving in Aguas Calientes near one, where someone from our hostel would meet us at the train station to bring us there. Well, unfortunately we got there and no one from the hostel was there to pick us up. We attempted to find the place, with the help of the two cabin attendants from the train but never did. So we had to search for a 24-hour hostel and we found one near the plaza where we would be taking the bus up to Machu Picchu and for us to buy our bus tickets and tickets to the ruins. After setting ourselves up with the new hostel, we got to our room for our one, or one-and-a-half hour catnap before having to get in line at 4:00AM in order to be the first 400 people so we could make our way up to the ruins of Huayanapicchu.
So in that picture above, do you see that mountain in the background? Yea. That's the mountain that Mia and I climbed on one hour of sleep. At the top of that mountain is the other Incan ruins of Waynapicchu (two different spellings, I switch between both of them). We pretty much ran on adrenaline the whole day, but we were able to explore almost everything about the two ruin sites. It was definitely one of my favorite accomplishments of my life so far. At one point during our explorations of the Machu Picchu ruins, one of the workers/guides of the place took us under his wing and showed us the small things that many people don't notice, but he does because he's there every day. It was obvious that he had such a passion for the ruins and I am so grateful that he shared that passion with us. After about eight hours of wandering around the ruins, we headed back to Aguas Calientes for a nice Mexican lunch/dinner, went back to our hostel and slept for a good four hours. When we woke up, we went and got some dessert, and then again, back to sleep.