Day 16: Cusco At the end of our big night out in Cusco, Shan and Holly promised to wake me for breakfast. When the distant giggling calls came a few short hours later, in a groggy haze I answered the door, eyes barely open, hair a fine mesh of bed fuzz and a face that caused the two girls to burst out laughing. Nice way to start the day. The plan for the day: do as little as possible. After the elation and celebration of Machu Picchu, we were all a bit delicate...

Day 10: Cusco After a rather unplanned night out dancing with Shan, and following the previous rough sleep on the bus, I decided to take my first sleep in of the trip. Just up in time for breakfast, me and Shan headed out about 11 to take in some of Cusco that we didn't manage the day before. What happened instead was a morning spent meandering through the shops admiring the colourfully embroidered shoes and beautifully put together jewellery. After a trip to th...

Day 9: Cusco After a horrible night on the night bus, an older, crapper version of our earlier luxury buses, we arrived in Cusco. With relief (and a hurried need for a wifi fix after 3 days in a wifi blackspot), we checked in to our lovely accommodation, the rooms centred around large, bright atriums. After setting down our bags and freshening up, we headed out with our guide Gino. We headed down hill towards the Plaza de Armas, the rainbow coloured flag represe...