On our last full day in Peru, I woke up in Cusco feeling like there was a stack of bricks on my chest. We experienced a bit of altitude sickness in Cusco when we were here a few days ago, but this morning was more intense.
I woke up extra early this morning because I was dying to see what it looked like outside. I also wanted to take advantage of our amazing hotel room overlooking this incredible view.
I’m going to admit, I didn’t know much about Machu Picchu before today.
After we finished in Pisac, we drove another hour to Ollantaytambo and visited this town’s archaeological site. When we were pulling into Ollantaytambo, I fell in love with the village. It feels as if you’ve gone back into time when you walk through the streets here.
After a short delay due to poor weather, Erica and I finally landed in Cusco! Leaving the airport, we were approached by tons of taxis begging to take us into town. Of course, offering ridiculous rates.
On Tuesday night I visited my friend Erica to see how she was holding up after her mom sadly passed away last Sunday. She was talking about how it would be nice to get away for a few days.
When I was in first grade, I learned about the Amazon rainforest. Like most 6 year olds, I could not fully understand the complexity of such a place but for some reason I was able to grasp just how powerful this special area of the world was. The vision of dense canopies, wildlife I never [...]
Gilberto Guerra Reátegui is the newest addition to my list of favorite people on earth. He is a shining light in the jungle who has dedicated the past 15 years of his life to preserving and protecting the monkeys of the Amazon.
Every move Gilberto makes is for his monkeys.
On the plane to Iquitos we read about Masato, or “jungle beer,” in our Amazon survival book. Apparently, when you visit a tribe, they will offer you this beverage which you must drink or it’s considered highly offensive.
It is illegal to possess or sell wildlife in Peru. However, spend 10 minutes in the market of Belen and you’ll see monkey babies, sitting next to their mother’s carcasses, both for sale.
While we were on our overnight trip to Iquitos, we met several people who asked us what we were doing in the Amazon. We explained that we are volunteering at La Isla De Los Monos, a statement which was met with questionable glances.