As there is no such thing as sleeping in on the Inca Trail (that would put us behind schedule, or, on Chilean time, as Raul called it), we were up early again on Day 2. This is the hardest day of the trail and we had to be ready for it. As I (Megan) am a total wimp, I decided to pay a porter to carry my bag for this day as we had to climb (approx - can't remember exact numbers) 800m uphill, go 600m downhill, another 200m uphill and finally another 200m down to get to our camp, I knew that I would fare better that way. As it turns out, I probably could have done it with the bag, but it was far more enjoyable for both me and my bad knee not
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