
After Nelson finished his semester in Santiago, we headed north to Peru and Bolivia for one last hurrah before returning to Canada. In doing so, we learned a lot about Inca culture like what kind of cola they drank, what they wore under those robes, their extensive use of aquaducts, and how they told time. They used the shadow of these perfectly carved little stone pillars to not just tell time each day, but also to determine exactly when to plant their crops each year.
Unfortunately, after suriving 500 years longer than the last Inca, the one at Machu Picchu was damaged recently during the filming of a beer commercial.




The Incas loved the mountains, and were in great shape from hiking very steep trails between their cities located in extremely inaccesible, but really beautiful, locations. We did a 7-day hike that took us first to one ancient city - Choquequirao, thought to be where the Incas in Cusco fled when under attack by the Spanish - past some other ruins that were being restored, some modern little mountain villages, and finally to Machu Picchu. Many parts of the trail included ancient rock steps created by the Inca, and we went over two high passes at 4200m and 4650 - the photo of me with the big snowy mountain behind is now, officially, the highest I've ever been. As we sat at the pass eating lunch, condors flew by below us.
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