THE INCAS.... THEIR RUINS.... AND GUINEA PIGS.
June 1st 2006 Flying into Cusco was so beautiful- the sun was out- the sky a fantastic crisp blue- the mountainous Andes looming. It’s been 10 months since I was last in Cusco and a small part of my heart felt like I was coming home again. Cusco has been quite a significant little place in my life: my first trip here and being overwhelmed by the architecture, the stark contrasts of what I was accustomed to.
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