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... funeral, filed for a divorce, moved into their family home in Hauraz (the Cuesta Serena), found the love of her life, and is now pregnant, glowing, and engaged. Cue the "oh my gaaawd, that is a fairytale" reaction, because that is exactly how myself and Nicole - two girls in our mid twenties having somewhat of and Eat, Pray, Love moment - responded.
Huaraz is home to roughly 100,000 people, but interestingly and devastatingly enough, ...
... two new acquaintances would become good friends along with a couple of travel-bloggers called Tony (American) and Thomas (German).
After getting to know both the town and each other on the first day, we decided to tackle a self-organised trek to Wilkacocha Lagoon. Walking from 3,150m to 3,600m above sea level was a great way to gradually acclimatise, whilst taking in the deserted surroundings.
The 6 of us took a collectivo ...
... but no real plan about how I was going to tour around Huaraz. I have learned to get better at figuring things out when I get where I am going; because many services aren't online here, it is harder to map out every detail in advance. The hostel turned out to be pretty nice actually, and for $16/night, the price was right. For those of you who know me well, I know you are thinking, “You spent ...
... extra for an English guide we went around this new but not very
large museum with her on our own and saw many of the stone artefacts from the
site. We then stopped for lunch and then had 2 hours being guided around the
site. This was another surprise because of the age of the site, how large it
was and its intricacy. The highlights were the complex underground drainage
system and the underground accommodation and storage area that is now lit up
and you can wander ...
... of the locals don't have their own means of transport so along the way we picked up a Peruvian mother in traditional dress and her six year old daughter, Francesca, who sat on her lap and who I taught to say "Hello". Soon after, we stopped again to let an older man climb into the dusty boot. With one hand clutching the back of my seat and the other on the car roof to prevent head injury as we dipped and bounced our way back to town, he told me with a big smile that ...