Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Quita la Machu
I arrived around 6 or 7 in the morning from Santa Teresa to a hydroelectric plant situated two hours walking distance from Aguas Calientes. My companions in the adventure to Machu Piccu were Nachito and Hernan, two argentinos, and Ana, a juggler from Paraguay. We started out acompanied by hundreds of tiny bugs that resembled flies but really ended up being more like mosquitos. We walked the railroad tracks until finally the peaks of Aguas Calientes let us know we had arrived. We spent the day in the Plaza de Armas trying selling our works. At 2 o'clock in the morning we began our treck up the steep slopes of Machu Piccu in complete darkness with the haunting sounds of bichos that I could only imagine were well nourished and gigantic. The path we took was not exactly of the norm and we ended up getting lost in the twine of fallen trees and masses of loose ground where each step could result in one nasty fall. In the end we arrive with two guards persuading us to climb the ancient walls so that they could, in the end, kick us out. I spent 10 marvillous moments inside the famous walls of Machu Piccu. To be completely frank I cant regret one moment and I know that if need be I can return when my purse has a bit more weight. At the same time the way that the director of Machu Piccu handled the situation was to assume we were simply trying to get in for free and that we should be ashamed of our countries and be aware that we had committed a serious offense against the patria. There are thousands of people paying around $70 each to enter into the ruins and the chilenos, who now own Machu piccu and persist in charging even the peruvians a hefty amount of money just to enter. It was hard to accept such brazen accusations against the patria considering they are foreigners as well. It truly is a magical place but they rob the magic and it ends up being just another tourist trap. Anyways, we headed down the montain about 6 in the morning taking in every magnificent moment that the towering cliffs had to give. I returned two days ago back to Arin and plan to head to Puerto Maldonando. From there I presume Brasil or Chile. I have about a week left for my visa so Ill need to start making tracks.
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Stacy, your life is unbelievable. You amaze me with your bravery. Love you and miss you.
ReplyDeleteWendy
Hola guapa!I see that your travels through the Americas are getting better and better with every day that passes!
ReplyDeleteTake care and keep enjoying every day as much as you can.
Missing you in SD
Alicia