As the alarm clock went off that guy looked out the window into the rainy, cloud covered day. They have had so much luck while hiking and camping, it perhaps was too much to hope for bright blue skies and sunshine. Rain or shine, today is the day to visit Machu Picchu.
After breakfast this girl, that guy and Tour Guide Juan were at the entrance. It was chaos, so many people going in, trying to go in or buying tickets to go in. Yet Juan guided the travelers (this girl was still trying to get her legs back after the death defying bus ride!) easily through the gates. Their first glimpse of Machu Picchu was indescribable. The clouds and fogs clung to the mountains, making it appear as though the entire Lost City was floating in the air. They could not see down or up, only straight in front. Even after having seen the classic photos of Machu Picchu in guide books, Web sites and postcards it is impossible not to be impressed by the awe-inspiring ruins. As the time ticked by, the clouds started to slowly part. Each time this girl raised her camera to take a photo, the view changed. It was like twirling a kaleidoscope, each time there was something new, and even more magical, to see. After the detailed walk thru with Tour Guide Juan, this girl and that guy set off on their own to further explore the ruins.
Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. Mark Twain