Hi folks! Busy-ness, illness and, above all, third-world technology has made another blog post difficult. We're in Lima now, and are in sensory overload even though we've only been here for about five hours! More on that later, but for now, we're going back in time to the day after our trek ended. On October 9th, just for the fun of it, or because we are suckers for punishment, or because it was there, we hiked up Machu Picchu mountain. Please pay special attention to the altitude on the sign and the smiles on our faces. Also, Dad, see that ball cap Frank is wearing? It's yours. Frank christened it especially for you by wearing it to the top.
Machu Picchu mountain is the vantage point from which all the classic photos of Machu Picchu are taken.
The next day, because hiking five days in a row wasn't quite enough, we climbed up to the Incan granaries above Ollantaytambo. Dawn made us do it....
That night, it was time for the three amigos to let their hair down a little bit together. Our lodge made killer Pisco sours. This is me after only two of them. 50% is hamming it up but the other 50%...wow what a punch!
The next day, Saturday, it was back to the big city of Cusco. Going to the colourful San Pedro market and eating lunch there SEEMED like such a great idea!
Frank and Dawn we're fine, but I paid for it the next day. (Altitude sickness + extreeeeeme exercise + diarrhea = a sure-fire method for quick weight loss. But, hey, I'll take it!)
Here we are the following day, Sunday, at an animal sanctuary. I was pretty listless (see above comments about the "D" word...) but Dawn, especially, loved it. She says, after visiting, she's going vegetarian. Well, maybe. After Sue cooks her a steak dinner on Sunday.
Yep, that's a condor. I always thought they were a bird of prey, but no. Turns out they're a kind of vulture. A really huge mother of a vulture with a wing span of up to 10 feet. Huh.
Hair of the (hairless) dog that bit you?
On to the market at Pisac that same day where Dawn, especially, did some power shopping. (I wasn't doing power anything at that point...) Sue, there are many presents coming for you. MANY.
Don't you just love the dollhouse for the guinea pigs we saw in Pisac? They taste so much better when they're happy, isn't that the wisdom? BTW, we never ate any, despite much propaganda. Nutritious! Sustainable! Tastes just like chicken! But doing so would have made Dawn cry again, and hate us. And wow, wouldn't that have been awkward for the rest of the trip?
So: there's much more to write in order to catch up, but I want to post this before I have so many photos to upload that it makes the hotel's lights dim (that's only mild exaggeration).
Sending warm thoughts,
Wendy, Dawn and Frank
Machu Picchu mountain is the vantage point from which all the classic photos of Machu Picchu are taken.
The next day, because hiking five days in a row wasn't quite enough, we climbed up to the Incan granaries above Ollantaytambo. Dawn made us do it....
That night, it was time for the three amigos to let their hair down a little bit together. Our lodge made killer Pisco sours. This is me after only two of them. 50% is hamming it up but the other 50%...wow what a punch!
The next day, Saturday, it was back to the big city of Cusco. Going to the colourful San Pedro market and eating lunch there SEEMED like such a great idea!
Frank and Dawn we're fine, but I paid for it the next day. (Altitude sickness + extreeeeeme exercise + diarrhea = a sure-fire method for quick weight loss. But, hey, I'll take it!)
Here we are the following day, Sunday, at an animal sanctuary. I was pretty listless (see above comments about the "D" word...) but Dawn, especially, loved it. She says, after visiting, she's going vegetarian. Well, maybe. After Sue cooks her a steak dinner on Sunday.
Yep, that's a condor. I always thought they were a bird of prey, but no. Turns out they're a kind of vulture. A really huge mother of a vulture with a wing span of up to 10 feet. Huh.
Hair of the (hairless) dog that bit you?
On to the market at Pisac that same day where Dawn, especially, did some power shopping. (I wasn't doing power anything at that point...) Sue, there are many presents coming for you. MANY.
Don't you just love the dollhouse for the guinea pigs we saw in Pisac? They taste so much better when they're happy, isn't that the wisdom? BTW, we never ate any, despite much propaganda. Nutritious! Sustainable! Tastes just like chicken! But doing so would have made Dawn cry again, and hate us. And wow, wouldn't that have been awkward for the rest of the trip?
So: there's much more to write in order to catch up, but I want to post this before I have so many photos to upload that it makes the hotel's lights dim (that's only mild exaggeration).
Sending warm thoughts,
Wendy, Dawn and Frank
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