In September, AG and I finally went on our long-awaited honeymoon. Peru, and most especially Machu Picchu, have been at the top of my bucket list for pretty much ever, and we both had a lot of nervous anticipation in the build-up to our travels. Ever since we got back, it’s been difficult to do more than a succinct summary: “it was great.” The geography and landmarks were great. The food was great. The people were great. The Inca Trail was great. Our accommodations were great.
…That totally fails to do justice to the experience.
We swam under the Milky Way and a sky full of different constellations. Saw the sun rise over the Andes. Hugged, wore, and ate alpaca. Climbed 600+ year old stone steps and witnessed golden splendour beyond imagination. For a few magical hours, we had a pet dog. Arrived at Machu Picchu to see a huge double rainbow. Peru is awesome in the truest sense of the word.
We also witnessed abject poverty. Heart-pounding misadventures in traffic (dodging; being stuck in; lack of actual road; biking the wrong way on…). I saw children getting whipped and I still haven’t figured out why. Was given counterfeit money. And I’m only slightly exaggerating when I say that my newish-ly minted husband nearly fell off, like, three different mountains.
It was the trip of a lifetime. This description still fails to capture it, and frankly I don’t think these photos really do it justice, either. But I tried. I’d go back in a heartbeat.
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We stayed at: Amaru Hostal I, Hotel Rumi Punku, and Palacio del Inka in Cusco; Tambo del Inka in Urubamba; Waman in Aguas Calientes // adventured with: Alpaca Expeditions (2 day Inca Trail) and Mirabici Bike Tours (very fun but not for the faint-hearted)// ate: Chicha, Pizza Carlo, Papacho’s, Pachapapa, Jack’s Café (Cusco); Kampu (Urubamba); Indio Feliz (Aguas Calientes).