Here is a collection of my favorite pictures from my trip to South America.
I loved Peru. Not only was it a visually stunning place, but the people I came across were genuinely nice and eager to help.
I thought I would share with you some of the specifics of my trip in case you should want to go yourself.
We flew into Lima, then stayed a night at the Backpackers Family House. This hostel is situated in a great neighborhood called Miraflores and is very close to the water.
The receptionist told us to take it easy and not eat anything that would upset out stomach, so we went to a restaurant called Victor Victoria for some soup and pasta.
We didn’t climb either of the mountains in Machu Picchu, but we did go to the Sun Gate and the ruins which all together took 2 hours.
Feel free to contact me if you have any questions, because I know I had to ask around a lot on how to do Machu Picchu. I am completely satisfied with my trip, but I really hope I could visit the wonderful country of Peru again in the future.
Up next, Bogota.
We walked the empty streets of Aguas Calientes to the bus that would take us to Machu Picchu. The ride up was unnerving. With every sharp turn I thought of how the bus could fall down the mountain or crash into another bus making its way down. Of course we made it to the entrance safely.
The climb was actually a lot easier than I thought. With all the horror stories I got before my trip, I was prepared for anything. Since it was early in the day, we decided to walk up to the sun gate to watch the sun rise. It was hard to make it in time, since with each step I noticed something picturesque.
I had to pinch myself a few times to convince myself I was there. All your life you look at pictures in books of faraway places that you wish you can visit, that when you are actually there, you feel like you are in a fairytale.
We made our way to the Poroy station. The train was a lot fancier than I expected. Although my toes were frozen, it was a was a pleasant ride as we made our descent into the Sacred Valley.
We arrived in Aguas Calientes too early to check into our hostel, so we decided to look around town.
The streets were crowded with tourists. This was the first time since I arrived in South America that I came across so many Americans.
Every restaurant and shop was a tourist trap, with people trying to get you to buy their overpriced goods.
We decided to spend most of our time at our hostel’s bar, which had the cheapest prices in town as well as a great view. We drank Pisco Sours and beers until we sung along with the bar’s stereo system.
At first the bar was empty except for us and the bartender. At 6:00, a football game came on, and the bar was full of locals. Together we laughed and screamed at the television as Chile and Uruguay fought it out on the pitch.
At one point, a man came to give one of the workers at the hostel a cake along with several plates. He asked us if we wanted a piece and we accepted. It was a warm banana chocolate cake that melted in my mouth. It warmed me up as the night grew colder.
Although Aguas Calientes isn’t my favorite place in Peru because of its dependence on tourism, the locals made it feel like a home away from home.