Climbing

Sunday 20.00 hours. Today I visited the market of Pisac which is quite famous and big with a new friend, Sandra from Paris who works with me in the orphanage. . As this place is also in the mountains the road to the market was, not to say the least, quite scary for me, as I am really afraid of heights. But the road was really geourgeous and the market was really nice. They sell all kind of Peruvian specialties like handmade clothes of Alpaca wool (an alpaca is a kind of Lama) in all colours, hats, silver, bags, beer that's made of mais. In earlier days when hygiene was not so highly estimated the woman would chew the mais and spit it in a bowl. The beer would be made of this, but this is all in the past now. After this we went to visit the ruins of the Inca's. From the valley you couldn't see exactly how high this was and I thought it would take like 20 min. of walking. We found ourselves walking 2 hours uphill (and I really mean uphill) and by every step we were absolutly exhausted (it is 3400 m high so you can't really breathe al that well). But the view at the top was magnificent, over the sacred valley of the Inca's, with the ruins beside us. Later we found out that hardly anybody climbs this route. All the tourists take a taxi to the top and then they descend the route we have been climbing ;-) So I was very proud of us. I was like a prewalk to Macchu Picchu. Then we took a taxi to some small villages in the valley. The countryside is so beautiful. It's like a completely different world. We ate something in a village where there were no tourists at all. I fighted a bit with the taxi driver and then we went back to Cusco. All and all this was a lovely day. I will sleep like a baby tonight...