8th - 9th August - Cusco, Peru
After the very unsociable flight times we had to arrange due to our balls-up with our Easter Island flights, we landed in sunny but chilly Cusco at 7am. A Peruvian pipe band greated us in the airport and our pickup was already waiting. (We had prebooked our first official hostel - all our other stays have been hotels but now things are pricier in S.America and we've been spending a lot on cameras we're hitting the budget traveller scene!)
So a swift journey through the pretty town and we arrived to our chilly, damp, windowless room. Great! Still, it had a bed and I was desperate for some sleep so wrapped up and curled up for a few hours shivery kip. James, meanwhile, decided he wanted fresh air so went off exploring and to collect the sticks Erika and Clayton had left for us. He came back a few hours later to wake me up and tell me it was scorching outside! Chilly room but roasting outside!! (But as soon as the sun set it got icy cold again - making our room even more chilly!)
We pottered about for the rest of the day and the next, getting used to the thin air (its about 3400m up there) and finalizing details for our trek. It really is a very beautiful city with stunning hills surrounding the pretty rooftops and whitewashed walls. We visited the Inca Museum to get a feel for what we were about to trek to and of course I made sure we had an obligatory visit to a market!
Scoffed some good tasty local nosh; mainly seems to be soup, with large potatoes followed by meat and rice, with large potatoes (apparently they have hundreds of potatoe varieties). Also pushed some terrible local nosh about a plate; mainly soup, with large potatoes followed by meat and rice, with large potatoes!
So, in order to stock up before the trek we went Western and had a great last supper in the world's highest Irish owned pub! Shepherds Pie and a huge juicy homemade cheeseburger and yum crispy chips!Philistines I know, but somehow we felt Guinea-Pig wouldn't be nourishing enough for 5 days on the road, and we were bored of potato soup!
So a swift journey through the pretty town and we arrived to our chilly, damp, windowless room. Great! Still, it had a bed and I was desperate for some sleep so wrapped up and curled up for a few hours shivery kip. James, meanwhile, decided he wanted fresh air so went off exploring and to collect the sticks Erika and Clayton had left for us. He came back a few hours later to wake me up and tell me it was scorching outside! Chilly room but roasting outside!! (But as soon as the sun set it got icy cold again - making our room even more chilly!)
We pottered about for the rest of the day and the next, getting used to the thin air (its about 3400m up there) and finalizing details for our trek. It really is a very beautiful city with stunning hills surrounding the pretty rooftops and whitewashed walls. We visited the Inca Museum to get a feel for what we were about to trek to and of course I made sure we had an obligatory visit to a market!
Scoffed some good tasty local nosh; mainly seems to be soup, with large potatoes followed by meat and rice, with large potatoes (apparently they have hundreds of potatoe varieties). Also pushed some terrible local nosh about a plate; mainly soup, with large potatoes followed by meat and rice, with large potatoes!
So, in order to stock up before the trek we went Western and had a great last supper in the world's highest Irish owned pub! Shepherds Pie and a huge juicy homemade cheeseburger and yum crispy chips!Philistines I know, but somehow we felt Guinea-Pig wouldn't be nourishing enough for 5 days on the road, and we were bored of potato soup!
posted by Polly and James at Wednesday, August 17, 2005
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