12.04.2011 - 15.04.2011 25 °C
Before leaving England, the Inca trek was the only activity we had pre-booked, and so we had been looking forward to this for a long time. Three and a half days of following the ancient Inca trail, scaling three mountains en route, to reach the famous site of Macchu Picchu. The three of us set off, along with an Argentian guy called Sergio and our guide who was full of jokes and catchphrases (Vamos chicos...let's go to the beach!)
Despite there only being four tourists, our entourage conisted of 7 people, including our guide Jose. There were four porters, who despite carrying around 20kg on their backs would scurry ahead of us always with big smiles and singing along as though it was no effort and have our camp ready for us on arrival. We also had two cooks who produced a stunning three-course feast for every meal...we were putting the calories back on as quickly as we were burning them!
We saw some smaller Incan ruins on the trail, and it was fascinating to learn about the rise and fall of the Incan empire...so much so that we made up a song about the Incans! (I'm sure Zaid will recount it to you if you ask nicely!)
On the fourth day, we finally made it to the Sun Gate, and caught our first glimpe of Macchu Picchu. It was a stunning view, and got better and better as we descended towards the site...well it did until we got really close, and saw the hordes of tourists who had taken up the bus from the nearest town. You couldn't take a picture without tourists encroaching into the snap...it was a massive change from the previous three days of tranquility, where at points you felt you had the trail to yourself - only 200 tourists are allowed on the trail per day.
Nevertheless, it was breathtaking to walk around the site, admiring the various bits of architecture still standing. The trek to reach Macchu Picchu had been tough, but reaching one of the wonders of the world had been a worthwhile goal.