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Machu Picchu, one of the seven wonders of the world. No commentary required.

End of the Inka trail, and door way to the city:

The kings room:

The kings private bathroom:

Overrun with tourists:

The Inka bridge:

Good times.

Behind me you can see an over grown Inka trail cut in to the cliff.

We hung out around the ruins all morning. A really amazing place. To think that they built all the terraces for crops and had to haul all the soil in. What a massive undertaking.

I end up taking an insane number of pictures and the above is just a small sampling. If interested I put them in a separate folder:

Machu Picchu 2010


After a day of recovery we headed out toward Ollantayambo, the last town before taking a train to Aquas Calientes, the Machu Picchu portal town. Quick little ride through some beautiful scenery.

Once in Ollantayambo we tried to check in to a hostel that had secure parking. Despite having vacancy, the lady at the front desk would not give us a room because we needed to make an online reservation. No problem, just use the computer in front of you and make the reservation. But no she couldn’t do that. I guess she couldn’t grasp the concept that the computer in front of her was obviously connected to the internet so she could get the reservations and thus could very easily handle this. Explanations went no where, and we gave up. Fortunately next door they had rooms and parking. This would just be the beginning of many oddities in this part of the world.

Bikes secured we jumped on the train to Aquas Calientes.

And finally Aqua Calientes:

The moment we got there the power went out in the whole town making things a bit difficult. We found a hostel that would only take perfectly clean dollar bills. They would convert to soles if you wanted but at their own rate. WTF? On top of that if the dollar bill had even the slightest nick it got rejected. Are you kidding me? Trying to pay here was easier said than done.

Next it was on to getting bus tickets for Machu Picchu. Again they only accepted dollar bills. Ok, no problem. Next it was on to getting the Machu Picchu park passes. Here they would take only soles. Ok, perhaps Im seeing a pattern here. Anything to mess with the tourist. In the end we did get everything sorted. But be for warned, carry good clean dollars and soles when visiting Machu Picchu.

Aquas Calientes stands for hot water. And sure enough they had hot springs near town. Of course, we decided to check it out and go for a dip. My advice to you… don’t go anywhere near these so called hot springs. Most disgusting thing I have ever sat in. The water was shallow, brown and only luke warm. Pubic hairs and who know what else floated by. I couldn’t take it and had to get out. Absolutely horrified.

This town is an absolute mess. If it wasn’t in such a cool location, Id say nuke it.


After getting some fruit from the local street market and putting some air in Felipe’s really bald back tire we continued on to Cuzco.

The road just kept going up up up.

And finally Cuzco.

We found a hotel in town near the main square that had secure bike parking. The problem was it required us to negotiate three sets of steep steps, and a narrow hall way with a door at a right angle. A combination of boards, rocks and riding down the side walk to the dismay of the many pedestrians who all yelled at us, we did manage to get the bikes in to the hotel court yard.

This hotel was interesting because it was built right in to the neighboring church. There were nuns walking about.

Than it was off in to town to celebrate our victory and get some grub before the New Year festivities. And what a mistake that would be. The restaurant was packed so we figured it must be good. It was not very clean though. There was even a lady on her hands and knees scrubbing up areas. We got our food, and it only took me about 30 minutes to realize something was seriously wrong. Sure enough major food poisoning. And just like that all my big Cuzco New Year plans when down the shitter… literally. I spent New Years puking my brains out. I could hear the fireworks and the party cheer outside, but I just couldn’t get away from the toilet. It sounded like I was in a war zone.

I spent all the next day in bed trying to recover. Couldn’t stomach anything. I did finally feel better after a few days. I’ve been pretty lucky when it comes to food especially after being on the road so long. It was just a matter of time before I was hit with something. Oh well… such is life.


I was told that the road between Nazca and Cusco was one of the nicest roads in Peru. It did not disappoint. It was so nice to get out of the hot desert and in to some elevation. The road peaked at 15,000 feet.

I finally saw some Lamas too. They have the funniest faces.

On route I ran in to Felipe and Carolina from Colombia. They were doing a three week tour on a 1150. We decided to ride together. Really good people.

We made it all the the way Abancay and spent the night. Tomorrow it should be just a few hours to Cuzco.


The Nazca lines were drawn out in the desert sand between 200 BC and 700 AD. You can only really see them from the air so why they were created in the first place remains a bit of a mystery. Kat and Louis joined me as we took to the air to see what this is all about.

The plane:

State of the art instrument panel:

Our very capable pilot who told me not to worry about the flashing low fuel warning light:

And we’re off:

Im the co-pilot:


Moon man:






I forget:

Hands and something else. These I saw from the observation tower the day before. The tower gives some size perspective.

And we’re back:

The plane banked and rolled steeply to allow better views of the lines. Seems that everyone on board (except me and the pilot) got a little air sick. Back at the airport many people looked a bit green. Despite this we all thought it was well worth checking out.


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