It's time for the familiar refrain of laundry, planning, and flying. This time we went from El Calafate to Cusco to start our trek to Machu Picchu.
Of course the single sentence above really went more like this:
El Calafate to Ushuaia to Buenos Aires to Lima (day 1).
Of course it's not even as simple as that - in Buenos Aires we had to change airports. This involved riding in a cab where the trunk didn't open, so our ridiculous amount of baggage was crammed into the front passenger's seat and beside us (and on us) in the back seat. Plus, there was no air conditioning, so we got to ride the entire way with the windows down. Good times.
We spent the night in the Ramada at the Lima airport, and let's just say that it's not the nicest hotel we've seen. It is, however, earthquake proof, and looks as though it should be.
The next day we caught a flight to Cusco, and just took it easy. It's been awhile since we were at this kind of elevation.
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