Day 1
We stayed in Miami for a night before my big trip to Pisac, Peru. The highlight was these old fashioneds made with brown butter. OMG. So delicious. But my husband wasn’t going to Peru. I flew solo the next day. What a singular adventure awaited!
Day 2
I passed through Lima, Peru, enroute to Cusco, and smoothly arrived at 1 a.m. A man stood outside the terminal with a sign that said one word that warmed my heart: Sharon. Ha! We drove through the colonial streets and arrived at the historic center where I stayed at a hotel called Ninos. The name means children, and the hotel is run by a charity that helps kids. It was an interesting and historic structure. I was a beat dog and crashed in my room like the dead.
Day 3
I met my friends, and the adventure began with a money exchange, a visit to a Llama farm, and a scenic drive through the mountains at around 13,000 feet. We arrived in Pisac (10,000 feet) around five and had a fresh trout dinner. I stumbled into my room like everyone else that had overnight flights. (the others didn’t get in early and go to a hotel) Stay tuned for daily highlights of the rest of the trip next Monday!
I bet you were beat. I hope you didn’t have any issues with altitude sickness.
Dear Sharon, Peru is also one of the countries that particularly interests me. I don’t know if I’ll ever make it there, but I definitely want to read about it on your blog.
All the best from Austria
Traude
Stunning Sacred Valley light… already feels like an epic solo journey in the making.