Ugh. Monday. Don’t wanna.

Flopped out in the Colca Canyon, Peru

Flopped out in the Colca Canyon, Peru

I don’t know what it is about today that has me so sluggish, but man, am I ever having a hard time getting going this morning. I was trying to think if I had any photos from my travels that suited my morning so far, and this one was the closest — which is a good thing, as it means days like this are few and far between!

This photo was taking in my notorious Colca Canyon trip in 2011, where I was rocked with altitude sickness. This was day two of feeling like I was going to pass out any second, and Christmas Morning no less. We’d been up since before the crack of dawn to drive out to the lookout to see the condors, a few hours’ drive (and several hundred meters lower, thank God) from our base in Chivay. By the time this photo was taken I’d not only soldiered through a rough morning, a 3 hour drive, but also a 1km hike that felt like a marathon thanks to the oxygen depletion going on in my system. I made it though, and I was crazy proud of myself for having done so. If I can do that, then I can get through today, right?

Quechua girl and her huarizo

Quechua girl and her huarizo

Quechua girl and her huarizo

Christmas Day 2011 saw me deep within Peru’s Colca Canyon. Along the way from the town of Chivay (where we had spent Christmas Eve) to the Mirador Cruz del Condor (where we would later see the wild birds in flight!) were a number of small markets on the side of the road. This young girl and her huarizo, an alpaca/llama mix, were posing for photographs in exchange for sols.



Christmas Eve, Chivay Peru

Two years ago today I boarded a minibus in the city of Arequipa, Peru, and had my life change forever. Not only was I about to encounter some of the most amazing scenery I had ever seen, but I would be putting my health into the hands of complete strangers — all on Christmas Eve, in the middle of nowhere, thousands of kilometers from home.

Read more about my amazing trip to Peru, and Christmas 2011 in the Colca Canyon here.

Cusco street dancers, take two!

The day after encountering the Conquistador-like Peruvian Morris Dancers (or so they seemed to me!), while at breakfast ANOTHER parade of dancers came ambling by the patio we were eating at.

Like this post? You can read more about my solo trip to Peru here =)

Street dancers in Cusco, Peru

A travel friend and I randomly came across this parade as we hunted the side streets of Cusco for an elusive “all-in-one souvenir shop”. The store ended up being not what was hoped for, but the parade and the dancers more than made up for it!

You can read more about my solo trip to Peru here =)

North of Lima

I lucked out with the panoramic window on a Cruz del Sur bus from Lima to Trujillo. This meant that I had the front row of the second floor of the bus to enjoy the spectacular scenery along the Pan American Highway that I had no idea awaited me.

The music was recorded on Christmas Eve in a small town called Chivay.

You can read more about my three weeks solo trip to Peru here =)