We just couldn't leave Poppy Ted and Chocki out of the journey so they came snuggled in our backpacks until a photo opportunity. Trouble was, as soon as they saw how awesome the view was, the teds didnt want to go back in their dry warm little place. So, as strange Aussie tourists we are, their little faces looked around at international tourists and waved their little arms to say hello to a few people.
They received mixed reactions - smiles, waves but also some strange worried faces to the humans who were carrying them. We didn't care cos they represented our beautiful kids and grandchild who weren't with us.
Machu Pichu was a very spiritual place. Ross and I sat on a rock and contemplated life after our tour guide left us with the explanations of the works of the Inka tribes - the people who had painstakingly put this monumental site together. We didn't feel cheated by the weather as most of the photos we had seen provided a shot of perfect blue sky. On the contrary, we thought we were lucky to have been there when a shroud of cloud flew over giving a white protective coat of the view, then magically evaporate to boldly display the treasures of the Inka's engineering skills.
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