Peru Adventure Day 5

At this point I must warn. I’m gonna be talking about diarrhea and vomiting. 

Montezuma was not Inkan. But he must have had an Inka cousin. That cousin visited us during the night. We woke to one of our fellow hikers laying on the ground puking and well.... leaking. She could not continue. And it was longer to turn around. I have her meds from my bag. And the porters carried her. Literally, like a princess. The good news for the porter is that she was lighter from loss of fluids. 

I should mention too that toilets on the Inka trail are only toilets in the general term. Like comparing a sand castle to a real castle. Similarly, if one gets wet it’s ruined. I learned that urine can ferment, and that there are worse things to get on your shoes than gum. There are things my shoes will never forget. 

But. Waking up to this view was just plain amazing. 

I volunteered to carry the sick lady’s bag. So that’s why I’m carrying too. I should also mention that I vomited all the contents of my breakfast. Lunch. And dinner after this hike so if I’m making funny faces that’s why. 

Here is another tunnel. 

The scenery was amazing. The path was amazing. I felt like I could have video taped it and still not captured everything flowered everywhere. 



Here is a llama having a llunch. Llater we would descend and have our llast meall on the traill. 

These are the ruins at Saqumarka. Not the ones yesterday. There are so many ruins and I could not keep them strait. 














Intiapata. Here are the ruins at Intiapata. A very large agriculture center for Machu Picchu. We are 6 k from the site itself. But making a night here and resting for our last day. 







This is Little Machu Picchu. Our guide thinks this is where the king Inka has his summer home and feels this is likely the summer estate so

He could go in and do business or entertaining as he saw fit.  Also. Here is where’s I vomited profusely. Tangerine goes down orange but comes up green. Also with last nights dinner. Montezume als hit me in the stomach. 



Our chef made a cake the last day. In a gas stove. Pretty awesome. If I were not puking I would have had some. I said a prayer that I would be healthy for the climb to Machu Picchu