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Friday, September 19, 2014

Peru 2014 - Part 5

Tuesday August 19 Pisac

 I woke up with the front of my thighs sooooo sore from yesterday's hike to Moray, Las Salineras, and Ollantaytambo and all the stair stepping. Each day, I am even more proud of Natalia coming here and enduring a month of this kind of exercise and fatigue, with no hot tub of water to soak in. She was here volunteering with an organization called Pro World.

 We caught a collectivo to Pisac ($2.50) that took us through the valley, along the Urubamba river. Really a beautiful ride, with a bus stopping to let people on every little while. One lady with a sweet little baby girl tied to her back sit across from us, and that cute baby just stared and stared at us. When we got Pisac, we hired a taxi to drive us to the top of the mountain so we could walk three miles down through ancient ruins. I encountered my first squatty potty there, but it was a welcome sight! We chose the medium hike, because it was mostly downhill, and the long hike was all the was to the town. I was really hurting as it was, but didn't want to miss the ruins! So off we went down paths and steps. I kept thinking about Natalia telling me that they would have to get me out with a donkey if I fell. There are little donkeys everywhere here and  I could just imagine  being strapped over one like a sack of potatoes. I was so glad it was just me and Mark because I was going sooo slow. After we climbed the final steps, Francisco, our taxi driver was waiting for us at the mid level.  I was happy to see him.  I felt so accomplished!



Next we went to the market. It was much larger than Chinchero, but I think I liked Chinchero better. So many beautiful things, especially of alpaca. I haggled for everything, and was happy with what I got. We had lunch then took a full collectivo back to Urubamba. At first, we were going to have to stand and hang on tight, but people piled their kids on laps and made room for us to sit.  I sat next to some Australians most of the way who were making their way to Bolivia, Chile, Peru, and Argentina in 4 months. Back at the hotel, I soaked in the tub to relieve my legs of the 9 miles we walked today.
We found a little place that has hamburgers on the menu and better yet - coffee and Baileys! The coffee was a wonderful comfort from home. The burgers were probably alpaca ??? They were okay. But we met up with the Aussies again so Mark had someone to talk to in English. We do get a few TV channels in English, so we have been watching CSI and Criminal Minds.
We came back to the hotel and went to the lobby for Internet, and while Mark was trying to transfer some photos from his GoPro to his IPad, we think the camera might have erased ALL the photos from that camera from our trip so far. He is just sick over it, but we still have photos that I have taken and from his other camera. Also, I can send that card to a data recovery service and they can probably retrieve them since we haven't taken any more photos on that card. He brought more cards for that camera, so we are good.



Thursday, September 11, 2014

Peru 2014 - Part 2

August 16

The bus ride was long! Twenty one hours from Lima to Cuzco. The seats laid back, and we slept a lot, but it was uncomfortable on the hips at times.  Other times it felt like being in a fish bowl seat belted to a roller coaster. By midnight, we had decided that we could mark taking a bus through Peru off our "bucket list". But when the sun came up and the mountains were illuminated it was a beautiful ride. Mountains with cows, sheep, pigs, and crops were a beautiful sight for me. No llamas or alpacas to be seen. Mark says no more long bus rides, but now that it is over, I have to say, I'd do it again....maybe...

 From the bus station we took a taxi to the Plaza de Armas in Cuzco, straight to the McDonalds for some comfort food for Mark.  I did ask him to follow me to a foreign country, where he could not speak or understand the language, so the least I could do was buy him a burger. We had quarter pounders and fries with wifi so I could let Giancarlo know we were safe and sound.
Then it became like a scene from the Amazing Race trying to find the right place to take a " collectivo" , mini van to Urubamba. The altitude was kicking my butt, and I as having a hard time understanding directions completely. I felt like we were being sent on wild goose chases. Finally we found the tourist center and they marked on a map where to go, so a taxi took us right there. With a full van of people we went to Urubamba, the town Natalia lived in, about an hour away. We almost missed it, thinking the bus would stop at a terminal, but it didn't. We got off and asked the price - $5 for both of us.

We happened to stop at  a nice hotel for $70. At this point, I think Mark was ready to rest and the Hotel Mabey, was maybe the best place to do it. We had a wonderful shower and tub with hot water, and a firm bed. I am wondering that if my Peruvian friends visit me, will they think our beds and furniture is old and worn out because it is soft? So far, all furniture I have encountered here is pretty firm.
Chess sets with Spaniards and Incas
We took a mototaxi to eat at Pizza Wasi, recommended by Natalia. It was awesome. Brick oven pizza and my first Pisco Sour (the national cocktail) in Peru. Then we walked around this nice little town. Just like N said, it is calm and safe. We felt happy that she had lived here, but realized that she was really brave to come here alone. She could have called and asked to come home, but she didn't.