...the early start had reaching the sungate in about an hour - we climb the final steps anxious to see the first glimpse of the ruins emerging from the mists ... except they didn't, the clouds refused to budge ... so off we head again ..
Finally, there at the end of the Inca trail lies Machu Picchu, sitting on a ridge between two peaks, it's a maze of tombs, temples, palaces and plazas.
Dotted with llamas, swarming with tourists, the sacred Inca city still makes us catch our breath. Grimy, sweaty and exhausted - it was great to see Belinda (even if she was disturbingly clean and refreshed having stayed the previous night - as she described in great detail - in the MOST COMFORTABLE BED on the trip) .. and we gawked and photographed our way around the site ...
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