We got to the train station in Ollantaytambo and began yet another spectacularly scenic journey to the town at the base of Machupicchu. On arriving in Aguas Calientes, I felt as though I was on a movie set, this tiny town was bustling with activity, and had quaint little buildings and only 2 roads....well, one road for buses, and the other was a train track. Running right through the middle of the town was a river covered by a few bridges, this town was really amazing. There were restaurants, bars and massage parlous all around, and it just so happened that there was a religious festival that weekend, so every night there were festivities around the main square with different costumed masqueraders and musicians playing their part. One of the acts was reminiscent of our local Jab Jabs whipping each other, another was of two groups of boys and girls as they played flirting games to try to win a mate, the antics of which, were quite hilarious.
The next day we headed to Machupicchu, upon entry, you can see the iconic Huayna Picchu in the distance, and as the tour ascended some of the terraces, the views became increasingly majestic. You can easily understand why this is considered one of the new 7 wonders of the world. At this point I really felt lucky, after growing up reading about it, and seeing pictures in national geographic magazines, I never thought I would ever get to be there experiencing it in person. This was it, I thought that our journey had peaked and things couldn't be any more amazing, but I was wrong. We still had a few days left, and Lake Titicaca to explore.
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