On Saturday morning we had to be to the airport
in LaPaz at 6 AM to catch our 9 AM flight to Cusco. How irritating to have to be at the airport 3 hours prior to our
flight for a one hour jaunt across the mountains to Peru. Flight was on time and went fine, and we flew across some
gorgeous snow covered mountains and Lake Titicaca.
When we arrived in Cusco, our tour operator picked us up
from the airport and drove us to our hotel. Unfortunately, we went cheap and it was one step above a hostel (meaning
we had our own bath), but we ended up with two little bitty beds and a room about as big as a closet. Paper thin walls
and lots of noise. The good news: we wouldn't be spending very much time in our room! We got to our hotel
around 10 AM local time, and had "free time" until 1 PM, when we would start our first tour of the town of Cusco, two cathedrals,
and some Incan ruin sites around the town. While we were waiting for our tour to start, Mike and I visited an old monestary
which is now a five star hotel (wish we were staying there) and walked around a bit. Then a nap before the tour!
Cusco is a very Spanish town, much like what I expected from
LaPaz and didn't find. Our hotel was in the Plaza de Armas, which is dead in the center of town, and is a town square.
This Catholic cathedral was directly across from our hotel and included on our city tour, however we couldn't take any pictures
of the inside. The most impressive part was a choir loft carved totally out of cedar and very intricate. You'll
have to take my word for it!
This cathedral was to the right of our hotel, but never open.
Cusco was very clean and fairly safe, just had to look out for the kids hawking postcards.
Where there weren't churches, the square was surrounded by
two story buildings with arched doorways and a walk all the way around. The buildings were full of restaurants, stores,
This is a monestary that was built in 1692 and is now a 5
star hotel. This is the interior plaza. Very, very nice.
A panoramic vista of the mountains another church in Cusco.
I can't imagine why a small town like this has so many churches built by the Spanish. Most of the churches were built
over old Incan Holy Places, so maybe that's why. They were trying to irradicate that cultures important spots.
A common sight everywhere, little Peruvian children dressed
up in traditional costumes holding baby goats, llamas, alpacas. They'll charge you a sol or two to take their picture.
The money was called "Soles" and 3.34 of them made a dollar. It wasn't quite as cheap here as in LaPaz, but still not
bad. The local beer is called Cusquena, and tasty.
A typical street once you got out of
the square. The building walls are made of manure and straw, and it smells real nice walking along them in the sun!
This is probably the most important church in Cusco, called
the Church of the Sun. It was built over the original Incan Temple called (imagine this) the Temple of the Sun.
There are many relics of walls and sanctuaries within the church that the Spanish didn't tear down when they re-built it.
Again, you couldn't take any pictures INSIDE, though. What a crock!
We left the city on the tour bus to visit Incan ruins called
Saqsaywaman (sounds like Sexy Woman), Kenko, Tambomachay and Puva-Pucara. The most impressive was Saqsaywaman, and here
are a couple pictures of that. The other 3 were quite small, but neat.
This is the land of llamas and alpacas and even valcunas
(which I never heard of and look a little like deer with really long necks). It is a staple of their economy from the
wool they shear to the meat they eat (yes, we ate llama). Anyway, when we got out to Sexy Woman there was a bunch of
llamas there. They are so cute, but pretty dirty and shy.
I went over by them but they all just showed their butts.
Sexy Woman is on a large terrace about 12,000 feet up the
mountain. On one side is a massive long wall of rock built by the Incans. It stretches and bends for about 400
feet. Most of the structure up top has fallen down or been demolished, but still hard to figure out how they got
these large rocks in place without mortar. Kind of like the pyramids, only horizontal.
Across the terrace from the huge wall is Incan terraces cut
out of the mountain which they used for agricultural purposes. Again, they have all this flat land to farm on, but choose
to terrace the mountain for growing. Theory is the center part was used as some kind of communal meeting area of Main
Typical Incan doorway, built in a trapezoidal shape with
one mantal over the top. This was one level up from the massive wall at Sexy Woman. The other ruins we visited before
returning to Cusco were small, but neat. One was a fountain, one was a labyrinth were they mummified their dead, and
the other was a look out building (fort) for protection of Saqsaywaman.
So, we returned to the hotel around 7 PM, and it was already
dark. We were told by our guide that Peruvians consider guinea pigs a delicacy, so the six of us decided that was what
we would dine on tonight. Unfortunately, they didn't tell us how it was SERVED! It was a struggle, but we tried
it (once!), and enjoyed our several side dishes. The worst part was when I ate something that I thought was a muchroom,
but turned out to be the poor little guy's liver. They split them right down the center and serve each person half a
guinea. Sorry to anyone that had one as a pet as a child. . . .
After dinner, we went and washed down the guinea pig with
a couple beers (and tried to forget what we had for dinner), and hit the hay around 10:30, as we had a 7 AM wake-up call on
After a pitiful breakfast at our pitiful hotel, the tour
bus picked us up at 8 AM for a full day tour of the Sacred Valley of the Incans. This is the valley that eventually
culminates into Machu Pichu, however today we would not get that far. Our first stop was a village about 90 minutes
out of the city called Pisac, which is one of the agricultural centers of the area. They also have a THRIVING artisan
market which we were obligated to spend an hour at. The first trip throught he market was with the guide, who took us
to a "bakery", where we had an empanada to subsidize our weak breakfast, and saw how they cooked Guinea pigs. Great,
I had almost forgot I ate one of those things!
Sacred Valley just before we get to Pisac.
Return of the Guinea Pigs! They actually had LIVE ones
right next to the oven. . . My stomach is at war with me today.
After our shopping expedition, we continued down the valley
for another hour, and then stopped to have lunch. Everyone on the bus had lunch someplace different, so after about
90 minutes, we regrouped and went on. We had a HUGE buffett lunch, including trout from Lake Titicaca and Llama (which
has no fat or cholesteral and is really quite tasty). So, full (finally) we went on down the valley to Ollantaytambo
(old Incan fortress city that protected the valley).
At the hotel we had lunch at they had quite an extensive
garden where they grew all their own vegetables. They also had a neat cactus garden and some unusual flowers.
The hotel was really nice, but out in the middle of NOWHERE!
As we continued to Ollantaytambo, we all "voted" to stop
at an Alpaca, Llama, and Valcuna ranch to check out where they raise them, shear them, and then dye the wool and weave it
into handicrafts. Suprisingly enough, they didn't try to sell us anything, just let us wander around. Very nice
This is a Vacuna. They are almost extinct, as they are slaughtered in the wild for their wool,
which is the softest of all natural fibers in South America. A scarf made of Valcuna costs about $500 US. They
are soooo cute, I want one. They remind me of a giraffe the way they twist their necks around.
Weaving the cloth into tourist attractions. . . .
The Incan ruins of Ollantaytambo were a very strategic ruin for the Incans. It was not only
a fortress for the sacred valley, but also a holy temple for their priests and a huge agricultural center. Some of the
original streets in the town are still present, and new houses have been erected over old foundations. The Spanish did
find this fortress and destroyed a lot of it, but the original aquaducts, terraces, and base are still there.
These two photos show the size and extent of the agricultural terracing. When we climbed to
the top we got to see the remains of the temple and the "sacred five stones", whatever they were. You just wondered
how they got them up there! Hard enough getting ourselves up there. . . .
Way, way, way, way WAY on the other side of the other mountain they built storehouses (on the right)
for their excess produce. The face carved into the mountain is of an old Incan legend that came to the civilization
sometime around the time of Christ. A tall, thin, white skinned man who taught the Incans about astrology and astronomy.
. . Hmmm.
These are the tops of the five sacred stones, and the steps behind it are the remains of a fortification
wall that was built behind the terraces.
We were also able to go into an authentic Incan home (currently lived in by Andeans). They
keep the mummified skulls of their ancestors on the mantle (UGH!). First they bury them for about 7 years, then they
go dig up the skull. The picture underneath is like their "altar" in the house.
After leaving Ollantaytambo, we stopped on the way to Chincherrios (where we were going to visit
ANOTHER spanish cathedral) to take these scenic shots. When we got to Chincherrios, I was losing the war with the guinea
pig and had to hit the bathroom and stay on the bus. Heard it wasn't much, just another excuse to shop at a local market.
We returned tired and exhausted to Cusco around 7 PM, went out with a couple girls that TJ had met
on the tour (flight attendants for Delta) at the Incan Grill. Skipped all local food and had some chicken soup, then
off to the Irish Pub for a little refreshment and home asleep by 10:30. Our wake up call for Machu Pichu tomorow is
at 4:00 AM. It's gonna be a long day!
Up at 4 AM, breakfast at 5, bus leaves to go to the train station at 5:30. The train will follow
much of the same route we were on yesterday, so we grabbed quite a bit of sleep in the first couple hours. We were exhausted.
We had climbed a lot of stairs at Ollantaytambo, but were warned that it was nothing but a warm up for Machu Pichu.
But, first a four hour train ride (to travel 110 kilometers). The train leaves Cusco and goes up the mountain, but the
mountain is too steep to climb directly, so we have to go through 3 switchbacks. Half of the first hour we are going
backwards. Slept through most of that, though!
After arriving at the train station in Agua Calientes (Hot Water), we then have to get a 25 minute
bus to go straight up the mountain to Machu Pichu. Now it's 10 AM. Here we go up a gravel road with Jeff Gordan
at the wheel and thousand foot drop offs over the edge, and it's a two way road on a one and a half lane street. YIKES.
Have to remember not to sit by the window on the way down.
This is about halfway up the mountain. If you look directly down you can see some brown lines.
. . that's the ROAD!
After turning in our tickets and walking along the top of the mountain, we finally turn the corner
and see our first view of Machu Pichu. We are in the clouds and it is beautiful. The mountain behind Machu Pichu
is called Mayna Pichu and you can climb it. They say it only takes 90 minutes up and 60 minutes down, but we arrived
too late to do it and the tour and make our train - THANK GOD!!!!! heehee.
Machu Pichu was lost to the jungle until 1911 when Hiram Bingham from Pennsylvania re-discovered
it. The Spanish never found it during their occupation, so much of it was still intact. Much of it has been rebuilt
as well. It's unbelievable that they built this way up here, the vista's are amazing and the clouds keep rolling in
over our heads.
The Agricultural terraces of Machu Pichu. We will climb up here later and take some pictures.
Mountain vista through the Incan window.
Original Incal Temple of the Sun. It has two windows and on the Spring and Winter Soltices
the sun shines directly into one of the two windows.
Finally we climb and climb to the top of the terraces to take some pictures that look like National
Geographic! Well worth the trip up, and the trip down is a piece of cake. . . Until we get to the bus again!
I sit in the middle of the bus on the way down, so I don't freak out too bad. When we return
to town we have time for a late lunch (around 2:30) before our train leaves at 3:30. Another delicious buffett, and
today I feel well enough for llama. Back on the train for another 4 hours, return to hotel around 8:30. We are
exhausted and we have to get up at 7 AM tomorrow to catch our fight. We decide to skip dinner, go to a bar called Norton's
(the owner is from Cleveland, Ohio) and play a couple games of pool. Have some beers for sleeping, and hit the hay at
Uneventful. Get up, get packed, get to the airport, get on the plane, get HOME!
I think I need a vacation!