Holy ****! Our flight into Cuzco scared the pants off me. Brian loved it of course. Older than God that plane was. The window shade looked like Swiss cheese and the dinner tray was janky- it just fliped down and swung from side to side on its own every 5 minutes. So we are cruising along at a nice comfortable altitude, and our plane takes a sudden hard left then nose dives - this is a regular size commercial plane mind you. I'm tinking we are about to die, Brian is looking at me with huge eyeballs, and no one else seems to even notice. Why is no one noticing this imminent tragedy? And in about 3 minutes, tops, we have landed. Cusco airport is nestled in the Andes mountains - so rundays are short and, well, "nestled".
Now Cuzco is exactly what we pictured Peru to be. People are friendly; scenery is unbelievable and still a slight culture shock, which is nice. It's the only place we've seen restaurants solicit business like teenage boys on spring break. We have found ourselves addicted to the infamous and various cocoa leaf products of Peru: cocoa leaf tea, gum, candy...got the monkey on our back!
And we crashed a wedding….
Before you embark on the Inca Trail hike it is suggested you take a few days to acclimate to the altitude. You can cover Cusco in a day. So we easily got lured into 2 tours, but they turned out to be pretty sweet. The first a half day tour to the local museum and some small Ruins right in town (which we take today). The second A full day tour of the Sacred Valley (Tomorrow - and next post).