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... meters) is NOT easy.
Our adventure began with a local Colectivo until the bottom of the hill leading us to San Pedro. None of us were prepared for this high incline that would have lasted for around an hour and a half, had we not been picked up by a random car heading up to town. I wasn't at peace with cheating at the time. In retrospect, very thankful.
We lacked a leader for this trip. Being with three females for the day brought ...
... soon as I got off the bus- felt incredibly dizzy. I drank plenty of water though and the next day I was used to it. I had a meal at a very rustic tiny restaurant where the chef chats to you while he cooks. I stupidly ordered pesto, after having the best one I had ever had in Trujillo. Despite the chef“s boast that it was the best pesto in the world, it was awful. The restauarant only sat 5 tables and so did feel more like a chalet.
The whole town felt very alpine for ...
... closed due to people making art on the road out of coloured stones. Purple seemed to be the main theme but we gleaned little else as to the meaning of this.
After this excitement we considered taking a taxi out to Banos del Inca which would of cost S7 (around £1.75 or for the US's $2), however we asked our hotel manager and managed to figure out from his rapido Spanish that we could get a mini bus (collectivo) for S0.80 (so 20p or 30 cents). Luck ...
... of the Incas. Atahualpa was
captured and the rest of the population fled.
Although the Inca leader tried to bribe his safety with quite literally a
room full of gold he was sentenced to be burned at the stake. Apparently
at the last minute he agreed to be baptised and his reward for that was
that he was hung. The Spanish then took the tactics of pretending to be
partners with other ...
... hebben ze ook een zakje coca bladeren bij zich waar gretig uit gegeten wordt. Ze kauwen dat het een lieve lust is en gebruiken tussendoor een klein potje waar kalk in zit, een naald aan het dopje en iedere keer likken ze de kalk van de naald. In die uitgestrekte hooglanden verdwijnen de motortaxi's en zijn er weer volop ezels, paarden en muildieren .
De mensen wonen diep , tot wel 3 uur lopen, in de bergen, geen wegen alleen paden gaan naar hun dorpen. Dus ...
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Business Services
- Free parking
- Pets allowed