Blogs from Cusco, Cusco, Cusco, Peru, South America - page 22

Wir lassen den Tag ruhig angehen und schonen unsere geschundenen Koerper. Bei der Morgenwaesche bekommen wir von der elektrischen Dusche eine belebende Stroamtherapie. Am Nachmittag fahren wir nach Tipon, ausserhalb von Cusco, um das typische Nationalgericht Perus zu probieren. In unseren Breiten wuerde das Gericht wohl auf keiner Speisekarte Platz finden, hierzulande ist man es aber wie bei uns Hasen oder Huehner. Es faengt mit Meer an und hoert mit chen auf. Dazwischen ein Tier, das auch bei uns sehr gerne gegessen wird. In Peru gelten die Tiere schon immer als Nahrungsmittel. Erst als die ersten Europaeer sie auf unseren Kontinent brachten, wurden sie dort zu Haustieren umfunktioniert. In der Kathedrale von Cusco haengt sogar ein Gemaelde des Letzten Abendmahls, auf dem Jesus und seine Juenger das Tier essen. Das Fleisch schmeckt nicht schlecht ist aber ... read more

First of all, sorry for the massive period of silence, we are slowly catching up with the blog so expect some entries over the next few days! Day 50-53 25th-28th October So once again we were back at high altitude, in Cusco. We’d decided to arrive a few days before our tour started on the 28th, so we could rest and get some admin-y things done before we dropped off the radar for 10 days. Cusco is a mad place, called the ‘Navel of the World’ by the Quechua (that’s Inca to most of the World) as, like La Paz it is built in a bowl and is overrun with gringos about to either do the Inca trail or cheat and get the train to Machu Picchu. It is meant to be a huge party town, ... read more

October 3rd - 10th We moved in to our apartment on the Sunday morning. It was a single bedroom with a small divider splitting the bedroom from the sitting area. There was a kitchenette with a gas burner and fridge, a table and a small bathroom where one could have a cold shower with plenty of pressure or a hot one with next to none. Perhaps luckiest of all was that it came with cable television - 100 odd channels of which a good 10 or so were in English. Though this sounds like a terrible waste whilst in an exotic, foreign country, it was during this week that some form of parasite decided to take up residence in my guts. The Boss had been unwell on the Sunday we moved in. She spent the day, ... read more

De Puno, nous avons pris un autobus de jour d'environ 6 ou 7 heures jusqu'à Cusco, la capitale du tourisme du Pérou, situé à 3300 mètres au-dessus du niveau de la mer. Franchement, Cusco est une pas mal plus belle ville que je pensais. Ses rues étroites en pierres, sa superbe Plaza de Armas avec 2 cathédrales vraiment impressionnantes, ses collines tout partout autour, ses toits en petits demi-cylindres rouge brique, tout ça en fait une ville très charmante. Mais, Cusco a un visage a 2 faces, je vous ai dit plus tôt que c'était la capitale du tourisme, donc la capitale du ''no gracias''. Massage amigo? No gracias. Lady, massage? No gracias. Aquarelle? No gracias. Taxi? No gracias. Restaurant? No gracias. Tourist information? No gracias. Chiclets(la gomme)? NOOOOOOOOOOO GRACIIIAS tabarn***!!!!! Ils n'insistent pas trop, on ... read more

We were up at 7AM and for the first, and last time, we had breakfast at Intiquilla. A few pieces of stale bread and coca tea, I was glad we didn’t bother getting up early for it on any other day. We went out the front at 7:30 and waited in the street for our transfer. At 7:40 a young Peruvian guy holding a piece of paper approached us. “Joseph Frost?” “Yeah.” “I’m your transfer.” He walked us down to the closest street, where we looked around expectantly for the bus which was to take us to our mountain top destination. But we kept walking. And walking. Apparently “transfer” has a different meaning in Peru. After 20 or so minutes we got to the bottom of a huge hill where our “transfer” pulled out his phone ... read more