Pisac – Day 9 What Landslide?
Bonfire went well, the only comon songs we could sing around the fire were John Lennon or [we are the World so we spikked the singing thing. The stars were amazing until the fork lightening started hitting the Andean peaks around us and the downpour started. It rained through the night and I was oblivious walking to and from town via a shortcut bridge that a small landslide had wiped out the only road into the town. I thought the bulldozer was a little out of place.
I met a local woman walking back but she only spoke Quechua so we walked together pointing things out and nodding. I finally understood I was walking much too fast for her when she said rapido, she was a solid foot shorter than me as most of the locals are.
Packed up for the journey back to Cusco. It was a lovely week in the mountains, even with frigid shower water and half the house getting ill at one point from god only knows what. Back to the big city.
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