Our Intrepid Tour Group at Machu Picchu
In Front: Jeannie, Laura, and Larisse
In Back: Andrew, Chrissy, Clare, and Dennis
Our Guide Freddie!
Huana Picchu
Smiles at the Sun Gate
On Sunday, we woke up at 5:30am, in order to get on the first bus to Machu Picchu. It was incredibly foggy and slightly wet outside, so I wondered how the day would turn out. I was hopeful it would burn off, as we prepared for the hike around the ruins.
Our wake up call came at 5:30am while Rumwaldo and Julian were busy cooking up our last breakfast of the Inca Trail Tour. After 4 days of hiking, I really felt like sleeping extra. I passed on the early morning tea, offered at 5am, and went straight for the coffee an hour later. I made it to the mess tent just in time to grab 2 slices of french toast Alex had set aside for me. How nice! Boy, was it ever delicious!
Everybody was very excited to be seeing the Machu Picchu ruins. I was too, but I couldn’t believe the big trek was over! On the one hand, I was sad to be leaving the Sacred Valley. However, on the other hand, I was looking forward to a hot shower and a bed back in Cusco. (more…)
We woke up at some unsavory hour…maybe 5:30am? Breakfast was at 6am.
When I arrived at the mess tent, folks were talking about politics. Egads! And, not British politics, US politics. Normally, I wouldn’t mind a little banter, but at this time in the morning and with our current political environment it was just not cool. I posed the question, “Would you talk about your Grandma’s funeral at this time of the day?”. To me, it just seemed inappropriate to start the day off with such seriousness. Especially considering the amazing place we were…the Inca Trail, in Peru! Why not talk about the Inca?
Thankfully, the group indulged me and switched topics. (It didn’t help that I was cranky from not sleeping all night. Our tent was not flat at all, there was an 8 inch difference between one side and the other, so I kept rolling one direction.)
After breakfast, we had a big ceremony to say farewell to the porters. We also gave them their tips. It was rainy and foggy as we left our beautiful campsite. Sigh! I said goodbye to the mountains and headed down the 2,500+ steps towards Machu Picchu. (more…)