Day 32 3/11/09 My day in Cochabamba was pretty lack luster. I slept in most of the morning as I still felt unwell. Then Chris and I went to Pacquis a great restaurant in the nice part of town which was very similar to a nice American suburb. The food was fresh which helped balance my stomach. After lunch we visited Cochabamba’s answer to Rio, another white Christ on the highest hill. To get there Chris and I had to take a cable car to the top. The views...

Day 32 2/11/09 My day in Cochabamba was pretty lack luster. I slept in most of the morning as I still felt unwell. Then Chris and I went to Pacquis a great restaurant in the nice part of town which was very similar to a nice American suburb. The food was fresh which helped balance my stomach. After lunch we visited Cochabamba’s answer to Rio, another white Christ on the highest hill. To get there Chris and I had to take a cable car to the top. The views...

Day 52 23/11/09 That morning we headed straight to the airport to get our plane over the Nazcar lines. I sat upfront and enjoyed the experience. It was cool to see the lines creating various animals in the desert plane below. The reason they are not simply covered up with sand is that the surrounding mountains block any strong winds. Sadly the others didn't have a good time; $65 is a lot to pay for 30 minutes of high pitched squealing because your headphones...

Day 47 18/11/09 In the morning I had a walk around Cusco with Chris and managed to get my shoe fixed by one of the cobblers in the main square. At around midday we caught a flight to Arequipa after going out the night before I was out like a light. Arequipa is the white city of Peru as it was originally made out of white volcanic brick from Misti and the other local volcanoes. Here we watched a cheating Frenchman and Uruguay going through to the World Cup. Di...

Day 42 13/11/09 I woke up with a very sore ankle but strapped it ready for the Inca trail. We stopped in town so I could buy supplies as my leg had negated doing this the day before. From the town centre we went to the checkpoint at KM82 the start of the Inca trail. Having had our passports stamped at the entrance we got underwaay. The walking although quite sore was not too bad and I had soon eased into a rythum. Additionally, the combination of coca leave...