We tried to take a shower. No hot water and i dont feel well enough to freeze myself to death so went to breakfast after finally taking one of the thousands of tablets we had. Two pieces of toast and juice was all i could manage. I must be sick.
Leaving our big luggage behind we headed out through the mountains.
At this stage it is necessary to advise that things are a little bit hazy from here as its about 4 days later as i am trying to remember.
There was a visit to a small village where we learnt about weaving. Even had a chance to spend some money. Annette got one lucky person a Christmas present.
From there it was up to a really impressive Inca structure (insert name here). Then it was off to lunch which just did not excite me. While the rest of the group had the highlight meal so far, i lay on the grass, ate a salad and listened to the local commentary of Brazil Vs Uruguay. Felt better and watched and marveled as highly skilled professionals couldnt hit such a huge target.
I have the feeling that Luis our guide is worried about me on the trail.
From lunch we bused to Ollantaytambo and possibly the coldest hotel room of all time. Out for dinner I finally got the courage to eat and pasta before the walk seemed the go.
Oops forgot about the Sacred Valley. You have to hand it to the Incas, they certainly know how to build on mountains.
Back at the hotel we once again had scales to weigh our walking luggage. After much juggling the bags were packed and we were ready to go.
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