Friday, May 14, 2010

Machu Picchu

Our Machu Picchu adventures began Tuesday, where Tess, her 2 friends Rob and Jamie, and myself took a train to Aguas Caliente (in spanish, "hot springs"); the town situated at the bottom of Machu Picchu.

First day we wandered around, had a mild siesta before heading to the hot springs in the middle of the mountains for some good ol' relaxation time. A little smelly, but very nice.

The hot springs


















In the streets of Aguas Calientes












Volleyball match we passed after dinner in Aguas












The following day we arose at 3am to hike up the mountain to the famous Machu Picchu. There were a few reasons why we did this;
a) Because the land is so unstable, many of the tours are being canceled, or if not, are too dangerous to walk. (We've heard stories of people literally running from falling rock and mud) We therefore wanted to satisfy ourselves with at least a little bit of hiking.
b) The first 400people to arrive to MP reserve the right for a ticket to hike Waynapicchu, the mountain neighbouring the ruins that provide an amazing view. (We needed to beat the buses)
c) Why not?

Before MP hike...












...And after












A field of clouds












Mountain mist in the early morning












A little cold, a little wet, but glad to be there.













The only issue we were faced with, (that being quite a big one) was that we didn't have a flash light, making the 2hr intense incline that much harder.

The day was spent wandering the ruins, with a 2hr tour in the morning, then some more picture-taking, followed by our hike up Waynapicchu for a picnic lunch. I don't think i could've prepared myself for the amazing scenery that Machu Picchu has to offer! And i was sooo glad we organised the day by ourselves, allowing us almost 10hrs to venture around the ruins.

Through the eyes of an Inca cave. And Rob, of course.


















In front of some ruins of Machu Picchu












More amazing ruins at MP
























Standing at the top of Waynapicchu


















After a long day of hiking, together with the development of some sort of food poisoning, we took the train back only to discover how unstable the train tracks really were... falling rocks together with a little water can derail a train very easily, so i'm discovering. Too many times did our train jolt back and forth, with PeruRail staff scurrying up and down the carriage in frantic motions. Thank-god we were luckier than the train the day before us, which actually fell off the tracks. Close call. Good day.

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