Our trip started on Monday, June 7th, as we flew through Atlanta, overnight to Lima, and directly to Cuzco, Peru the following morning. I got off to quite a messy start, having become completely sweat-soaked carrying my backpack from my house to the airport in humid weather and also spilling two-thirds of my ginger ale on my cargo pants on the flight. Nice. Compared to the relative quiet of the Lima airport, our arrival at Cuzco airport was like being flung into a carnival. As soon as we entered the arrival area, a melee of pan flute music, tour guides, and hotel hosts swallowed us whole. We also noticed how thin the air was - I was already winded from putting on my pack. Our hostel, Casa de la Gringa, was located in the San Blas
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