Machu Picchu

Leaving on the early morning train from Ollantaytambo to Aguas Calientes, the town below Machu Picchu.


After getting off the train, we boarded the local bus up the mountain. It takes about 25 minutes, with multiple tight switchbacks en route. A single lane with no guardrails,  with a mixture of cobbles and rough gravel. One thing you ideally want to avoid is this for obvious reasons:


Machu Picchu means ‘Old Mountain’. Created by the Incas in around 1450, it was not discovered by historians until 1911. We weren’t able to be up there for sunrise due to scheduling, but those who were up there said that the mists were so bad that you couldn’t see anything until mid-morning anyway.


Frankly, it’s all about this picture. Spellbinding at any time of day


This is Huayna Picchu, meaning ‘Young Mountain’.  If you click to zoom in, you will see the path to the top. This is a very steep climb, although I would have done it if there were tickets available, which there weren’t. It’s the tall peak in the main picture above. Maybe next time. Very excited about showing Evie my pictures of the “City in the Sky” when I get home, have a feeling my trainee adventure traveller will be wanting to come here one day too.



Was it everything you think it’s going to be? Of course. This time of year is a good time, just at the end of the rainy season where everything is lush and green. Things aren’t as busy as they get from May onwards either. We went on a Sunday, which is normally a busy day to go as on Sundays the local people get free admission.

In short, if you ever get the chance, JFDI.