High on life...

Or really, just pure air. I´m high on altitude in Cusco, having survived taxi driving in Lima (the people drive like a mix of Ecuadorians and Southern Californians though the big difference is having a trustworthy driver. Our friends in Lima and our hostel owner had reputable connections, and when those were not available on Christmas Day one of the hostel workers took a picture of the taxi driver and his liscense with her camera to ensure our safety before we got in!).

So the next challenge is adjusting to the altitude, though it has not been bad so far - just a bit winded walking up the stairs though that was also lugging my monster pack (given that it is lighter because I, uh, lost my pants at a river in Mendoza - still have the pant legs, though, if anyone needs some replacements). I am following directions by taking it easy today, which is hard because there is so much to explore around Cusco! We arrived inthe afternoon and spent some down time before venturing out to the hustle and bustle and travellers and markets and small children trying to sell you things and adults trying to sell you things. Walking around the main plaza just before dusk, I got a little hint of the infamous magical feeling here. But then I just realized that was more from hunger, though we had a light (and dang tasty) meal at a pub in following suggestions to eat lightly. Add some coca mate tea and leaves, and we should be good to go. But back to doctor´s orders, some rest and relaxation...