It took us a few days to recover from the trauma of our trekking experience and begin to feel the sense of achievement of having completed the physical feat. By the time our laundry from the trek was done, albeit still a bit stinky as it probably needed two washes, we were telling war stories and giving strategic advice. Two of our drinking buddies from La Paz had arrived in Cuzco and with two carefully selected new recruits, we decided to do Secret Santa. We de...

Last time Brent was travelling in South America, he spent Christmas and NY in Cuzco in, what was then, the newly opened Wild Rovers. There he met one of the owners of the hostel, Colin. When we arrived this time around, Colin greeted us like old friends. That night in the bar, he toasted us over the mic, shouted everyone in the bar two bottles of rum and offered us free accomodation for the whole time we stayed (which ended up being two weeks!). Brent was introd...