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What can you say when you have just returned from one of the best vacation trips ever? Give me a month or two to put everything in perspective but right now it is still too real to quite get a grip on being back.
The story; A few months back we got a call from Ed, "Want to go to Peru in the Spring?", "Want to hike to Machu Pichu?", "I'll take care of the details."
Who doesn't want to see Machu Pichu and we do like to hike.
So knowing no more than where we were headed we took off a couple of Fridays ago for a new adventure. We got a ride to the airport, sat on a couple of planes for way too many hours, waited in line at customs in the middle of the night and just like that we were in Peru.
We were traveling with a group from the college where Ed teaches. Trying to get 34 professors, students and assorted folks to move in one direction was like hearding cats. Since Miss M and I are kind of anal about being on time we usually ended up being the first to where ever the group was scheduled to be (fine with us and we soon started taking advantage of it to see a lot more of the area).
Saturday we explored Lima, it was nice but not what we came for.
I did notice the lack of performance bikes, just about every 2-wheeler we saw was converted to SS include the police bicycles. There were a lot of 3-wheeler pedal carts carrying everything from entire families to entire kitchens.
It wasn't long before we had enough churches (decorated with a taste for blood and gore), catacombs (although I think I did see a ghost) and tour groups to last us for a while. We headed off on our own to the beach which turned out to be fogged in but it was a nice walk to get there.
The story; A few months back we got a call from Ed, "Want to go to Peru in the Spring?", "Want to hike to Machu Pichu?", "I'll take care of the details."
Who doesn't want to see Machu Pichu and we do like to hike.
So knowing no more than where we were headed we took off a couple of Fridays ago for a new adventure. We got a ride to the airport, sat on a couple of planes for way too many hours, waited in line at customs in the middle of the night and just like that we were in Peru.
We were traveling with a group from the college where Ed teaches. Trying to get 34 professors, students and assorted folks to move in one direction was like hearding cats. Since Miss M and I are kind of anal about being on time we usually ended up being the first to where ever the group was scheduled to be (fine with us and we soon started taking advantage of it to see a lot more of the area).
Saturday we explored Lima, it was nice but not what we came for.
I did notice the lack of performance bikes, just about every 2-wheeler we saw was converted to SS include the police bicycles. There were a lot of 3-wheeler pedal carts carrying everything from entire families to entire kitchens.
It wasn't long before we had enough churches (decorated with a taste for blood and gore), catacombs (although I think I did see a ghost) and tour groups to last us for a while. We headed off on our own to the beach which turned out to be fogged in but it was a nice walk to get there.