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Published: August 27th 2009
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Hi everyone!
I hope everyone is well and happy! We are well and happy! Throughout South America we have traveled along a few Inca roads and Inca and pre-Inca ruins. It is a great feeling to travel as the Incas did and the roads are still there which is impressive. We really love the stone work in which the roads were constructed. These roads usually lead through the hills and mountains and are definitely off the main roads and the scenery is usually better.
So we decided that we would take a three day hike along one of these roads just outside Sucre (capital of Bolivia). So we got our things together, some food, a map from the military and instructions on how to get to the starting point.
So we had to get a taxi from town which you will see a inside picture of and Joost asked me did i notce anything diferent about this car1 Well you can see for yourselves but i don't think knowing how fast you are going is an important factor in driving over here anyway.
We arrived at the bus station or what we though would be a bus station only to find
The Camiones
The only way to travel! alot of open back trucks with alot of people squashed into the back. Oh my God! There is a pic of this too so you can make you own judgement. So we climbed into the back and hung on for the next 2hours while it weaved up the moutain. While on this part of the trip i was felt up by two old women who said my legs felt cold! Thank you for that ladies! Well we got to the starting point and headed off down the Inca road.We love Inca roads. They are mad of local stone and thy just look really good and as they are still there they are also amazing structures. Well enough of he boring stuff. We headed off and it was very staight forward asthe road was very obvious. This went very well until we came to a cross road. Thing was thegood road wet to a small town an then around the mountain and if we went the other way, the road least travelled by, it would be shorter. so off we wen and soon came to a point where the road had been washed away by a waterfall. But it had dried
up but meant we had to climb down the waterfall which was a bit trcky but with teamwork we made it to the road and ¨headed on down the road.
We ha checked our very professional map and thought we knew where we were but in fact we were heading down the wrong road and it was going to take alotlonger for us to get the village. The thing was that all the mountains looked the same and we had followed the road but the right road went around the other side of th village and would take 3 hrs. Instead we didn't even get o the village that day.
We walked on not knowing this of course and when e came to a few houses we asked and they said that it woud be three hour to the village. I was stunned. The wholw hike that day was ment to take three hours and we had done hat already. Then we had an idea we went wrong but the people said we could go they way we were going . They gave us directions and off we went. We got down to the river and we had a great
idea. If we follow the bank of the river it would be quicker and it was until there was no more bank and we ende up wading through rapids and scaling the cliffs to get by. This my friends is what you are not meant to do but we mae it and got to a bridge an another cross roads. So we found a little old women who must hve been about 150 years old, chewing on coca leaves ad blind as a bat and she kindy pointed us in the right direction, we hoped! Thing was it wasn´t th way i was hoping and so we had to climb up this hill with really narrow paths and it was getting darks and there was thunder rolling in he distance and all i could think was this is going to go badly. We got to the top and no sign of the road that should be near. There was a old house up there, noure if people lived there, but we dcide that we should camp and it was starting to rain aswell. So we stopped and et up camp. Had something to eat but the smallest amont of water
and after all that hiking we were thirsty. We even tried to catch some of the rain water but that didn't really quench the thirst. So we went to bed.
I was falling asleep when i heard two women giggling outside the tent so i popped my head out and said hello. They were two old women with there bundles on their backs and noy a light between them. It was pitch black and they were going to walk down wht we walked up which was tricky but i'm sur these two could do it with their eyes shut. So they contiued on, giggling, and we went to sleep. Next day we packed up and followed a few children who were on their way to school which was not just around the corner. It took us over an hour to get to thevillage we werement to get to the day before. It was really beautiful landscape and well worth extra hours. When we got to the villagewe met a lady who sold us a weaving and we stocked up on some food. This village is in a crater of a volcano an has a river running therough and really beautiful.
We hd somthing to eat and took in the scenery and then headed off again in the hope of reaching our next destination. We wewalking along and we spotted a farmer and he called us over. I thought he was selling papaya, which i thought was weird an i couldn't see where they were growning. Anyway i said we would have two but he said have 6 and then hands me 6 potatoes! oh! So we took them but now we had more to carry. ooops! Anyway we made it to the next village and was ment by the children coming out of school and since they don'get t mant foreigners in the village we were interesting specimens to try ou teir english on which was fun.
We managed to get a coulple of beds but they we belonging to the children of the house and so they wee all going to sleep downstairs with their mumand 3 week old brother. The women of the house cooked up dinner for us and i gave her the potatoes for the soup d it was very tasty. We slept well and the next day we got the bus back to town. That
Beautiful !
But they all look th same on a map! was an interesting journey. Really beautiful scenery. Joost hadto sit on the floor in the back with some old women who offered him maise. Lucky boy! It was a rally great hike and being the only two going along thetrack it felt like we were realy i the wild. Meeting all the people onlong the way was so nice to make contact and feel so welcome.
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lucy
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Good story babe!