Saturday, 22 December 2012

Back to Macchu Piccu - Day 18

I headed off to get the bus at about 6.45am to meet the English speaking group I would be joining for the guided tour of MP - to be honest I was so happy with my tour with Adrian who concentrated so much on the spirit of the place I didn't really want to have my head filled with the usual tourist nonsense but it had been organised and paid for so I thought I would go along with it.

Once I got up the hill to MP entrance - it was raining but not too bad - once we started moving as a group into the ruins it started bucketing down like proper Scottish sideways rain - we all got absolutely drenched and it was cold too but we were all very good tourists and listened to our guide and followed him everywhere through the throng of the other tourists - i don't get why they don't just set off each tour group with 15 minutes between each instead of everyone heading off at the same time in the morning and fighting for space in the same spots - its really stupid.  Also the tour guides are trying to find their people at the entrance in amongst hundreds of tourists.  I should put that in the suggestion box!!  As always if I was in charge of organising the world what an great place it would be!!!

So we moved through the ruins looking at the sun temple, the palace, the condor, the various rocks that helped them to star gaze etc.  It really is very interesting but it really is the energy that has drawn me there again - I think all the so called facts are really interesting but no one really knows what was what, they are just making so called expert decisions on it, which is fine thats what these guys are supposed to do but you wonder if they ever just sat and felt the energy and meditated - maybe they would have got messages to tell them the real use of the buildings and astrological stones etc.

The one thing I hated out being there with all the other tourists is the constant chatter from everyone - I think everyone in the world talks too much - I include myself it that!  In a sacred place like Macchu Piccu you would hope people would just want to take 5 minutes to just sit.  You see some people doing this but not 2500 people (the daily amount allowed into MP).  It's the parents with kids I have wanted to throttle - talk, talk, talk and arsing about - very annoying!  Do they think its a play park?  They obviously missed the turning for Disney!!

Here is the view of MP this morning, very glad I took so many pictures yesterday!


The guided tour came to an end and I really just wanted to go back to the hotel, have a hot shower and get out of my sodden clothes then go to a cafe and drink a big mug of thick hot Cocoa and sit in the warm but did I do that?  No fecking chance - I only have 3 days in this wonderful place, I want to explore every fecking corner of it!!! So off I went to find the Inca Bridge and then the climb all the way up to the Sun Gate.

Here is a view of MP as the rains lifted a little as I headed round the corner to the Inca Bridge.

and here is the Inca Bridge - the rain was really bad here which is why the picture is so misty - its hard to see but they have built a wall up the side of the mountain and there are 4 huge bits of tree lying over it.  Looks like a lot of hard work!!  On the way up to the Inca Bridge there was a French couple a few minutes ahead of me.  Now I am not a quiet walker - usually I am huffing and puffing so how the French guy didn't hear me coming I have no idea but as I turn a corner about to head up another bunch of steps the arsehole is peeing into the bushes!!  WE ARE IN MACCHU PICCU, THE LOST CITY OF THE INCAS, A SACRED MONUMENT, YOU COMPLETE AND UTTER ARSEHOLE THIS ISN'T A PLACE WHERE YOU JUST PISS IN THE BUSHES - was what I thought!  He looked at me and he knew exactly what I was thinking though.  I turned away until he had finished but once I got up level with him I mustered the Death Stare - he deserved it - French twat.

It took me about 40 minutes to get up to the top at the Sun Gate but I did spend 10 minutes nattering to a Glaswegian guy who was trying to take a picture of himself with MP in the background so as I walked passed I offered to take his photo - that's when we discovered we were both Scottish - he is the first Scottish voice I have heard for ages - well thats not true I skyped with Mark the other day so that's a lie really but real face to face Scottish voice anyway.  He started in Rio and is doing his South America trip sort of the other way round from me but he is also taking 3 months to do it so is spending Christmas in Cusco.

I finally made it to the top of the Sun Gate and here it is - full of German Tourists who had just arrived over the hill and had trekked in from the Sacred Valley for 4 days.


and here is the view the other way round - not a German in sight!!!  Its absolutely stunning isn't it?  I have now spent two days there and it still takes my breath away - and not just because there are so many steps up!!!  Even when you can't see it because of the low clouds and rain you can still feel it.

So after 6 hours of sucking up the MP energy I headed out and down to the village to dry everything out - everything is completely soaked including my rucksack inside and out and my big Canon camera has water in the lens - gutted!  have left it drying in my bedroom but it looks like the lens will have to go to the shop for cleaning when I get back but if thats the worst that happens to me on my big adventure then I will be absolutely fine!

Tomorrow I am up at 430am to get the first bus up to MP so if the Sun comes out I will see the sunrise before I climb the Young Mountain as it is called in English - wonder if you make it to the top it takes away all your grey hairs and wrinkles and makes you young again?  Well I will have to make it all the way to the top to find out won't I?  Will keep you posted....

suzxxx

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