I was so ill on the way to Cusco, and for the couple of nights we were there, that I did not take a single photograph.Cusco was really cool, despite being ill-zilla. I really like the narrow stone-paved streets, the gringo-run cafe’s and pubs, and the general vibe of tourists on their way to Machu Picchu.
I bought a pair of leggings, a t-shirt & some highly fashion conscience (NOT!) zip off hikers trousers. For the inka trail, obvs.
I came up with an easy way to remember how to spell Machu Picchu as well, by the way. Feel free to refer to this for all of your spelling needs (actually, just for your Machu Picchu spelling needs). The group ofen forgot how many ‘c’s were where. So I am proud to announce to you “one in the Machu, two in the Picchu”. Never forget that.
On our way out of Cusco, we drove through the Sacred Valley where we stopped to see some local women making hand-woven crafts from alpaca wool. I bought myself a purse, and my parents a table runner. Natalie bought a totally amazing sugar bowl for her parents, I was mucho jealous. I forgot to beat her up and steal it, and she’s in Canada now… maybe I still have time…
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