I am currently writing to you from a farm in Selento, Colombia… Well I was, now I am picking up from Mexico City. It’s beautiful and very peaceful. Reflecting back on Peru gives me much to think about. Peru is so special, a friend of mine constantly says that Peruvians look like Bolivians with nose jobs. I have to agree.

Cusco as a city.

Love it. It is so lively, I could have stayed here for months had I the time. I was there when there were festivals going on, peaceful protests and after dark children practicing their local dances. It was ideally a reminder of childhood days, here that went on at home. Cusco was much more developed than I had expected. It is probably because of my ignorance. The city has loads of cathedrals, churches and markets. There is a massive market called San pedro market where you get jewellery and usual artesian stuff as well as bull heads, skinned frogs, dried fish eggs and not your average food. At the market I was surprised to see how easy it was to buy natural hallusigiens, you could get Ayahuasca and San pedro as well as others. Crazyyyy. There was so much going on in Cusco- I didn’t even know where to start. There was a chocolate museum that you could visit, loads of galleries and so much food. I was quite impressed with Chinese Peruvian food.

When in Peru you have to try guinea pig. On Sundays there is this massive market where everyone sells the same exact things. It’s roasted Guinea pig with fish eggs (dried), a plastic tasting sea weed thing with cheese and a break like thing made of corn. I did get one I think I ate a bite and gave up – Couldn’t do it. It wasn’t tasty at all.

What was tasty was ceviche with pisco sour. Pretty much all I drank and ate there. Pisco sour is a drink that has Pisco in it with whipped white eggs floating on top and some other stuff it sounds gross but it was really good.

In total I spent two days in cusco before going for the 5 day hike to Maachu Pichu and 2 days after. I made some really cool friends there.    Amazing people ranging from age to continent.

Maachu pichu taught me more than learning solely about ruins. It was an experience that I would never forget. Next blog. My complete honest experience.

Sending you love.