She´s baaaack! Online that is. Almost back in the US and I am ashamed that there have been little to no updates since the 2nd of January. It isn´t that I can´t find internet cafes all over the place, it is that the days have just been really jam packed with activity, and I can´t seem to find the time to sit still and write down all of this amazing stuff! Ok, well, in the jungle of Manu, there was definitely no internet (um, we had no electricity for 3 nights and 3 days, folks! Not because the lights were out, because that is life in the wilds) so that explains part of my being MIA...and the rest is just because I haven´t been able to force myself to sit down and write.
I am in the bus station in Lima and will be getting a bite to eat and hopefully writing some more before I fly back to the US. It has been an amazing trip and I sincerely plan to detail more of it and add pictures over the next week or so. If you can believe it, I was flying over the Nazca Lines this morning at 8am and then hopped a bus at 11:30am to get to Lima by 7:00pm. My flight leaves at 1:40am and is a direct flight back to LA, then I get up to SF by noon.
More later this evening, I hope. I have missed y´all...hope you have been reading. Give me a ring soon or shoot me an email and I can properly catch you up on the trip. Or look for an invite for a Peruvian themed food night at my place, complete with a slide show...ceviche, yum!
Besos,
Miss M
I am writing from Puno, Peru...just 1,000 m from the famous Lake Titicaca! I finally found out what Titicaca means...´cuz c´mon, the name is a bit wacky, eh? Titi = Puma or Cat and Caca (in Quechua, people, not Spanish where caca means poop) = grey. So the Lake is supposed to represent a grey Puma. Hmmm...ok, I will accept Sr. Tour Guide´s explanation today... we have had at least 5 different guides, but this guy was hilarious...he dropped his voice an octave and was very demonstrative with his gesticulations. I think he was making up for the fact that he was 4´11¨(ok, maybe 5´2¨) !
So...I left off in Cusco with Veronica, Dustin and Divakar. A group of 4 is a great size for travel. Even numbers, 2 guys, 2 girls, easy going. Veronica had kindly organized the majority of the week in Cusco and the surrounding areas...so we scuttled off early Tuesday morning the 30th to the PERURAIL train for the 4 hour trip to Macchu Picchu. This was the fanciest train that I had ever ridden on! We were served breakfast as we wound up the mountain to the most amazing archeological site. We arrived into the town of Aguas Calientes and had a man from our hotel pick up our bags as we raced off with our guide to catch another mode of transport, a shuttle bus, to the base of Macchu Picchu. I have to admit, that compared to the trekkers who took 4 days to get to the ruins, 4 hours seemed cushy! I must come back and hike the trail another time...and give myself plenty of lead time to adjust to the altitude.
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