Leaving Cuenca in our midsts, we headed toward Guayaquil in our own private "buseta." We 
drove through El Cajas National Park, and then down the mountains into the more tropical area of the country. The living conditions changed as much as the climate, so that was a bit of education for us as wealthy foreigners. I've decided everyone needs to be exposed to extreme poverty at least once in their lives to learn how to appreciate all that you have.
We flew out of Guayaquil to Lima, Peru, where we left our bags in secure lockers and headed for
the Miraflores district of the city. Another scary cab ride, I must admit. We arrived at a restaurant called La Rosa Nautica just in time to meet Steph, Mike, and their friend/guide Aimee. Though we were all quite tired, we had an amazing meal literally perched on a pier over the Pacific. Pretty cool, if I do say so myself. After dinner we headed back to the airport where we attempted to sleep until our flight out at 5:30 the next morning. Sleeping on airport floors is yucky.
We flew out to Cusco and got in around 7:30 in the morning (and it was freezing cold!). We got picked up from the airport by our hostel, which was a nice bonus. The hostel was a welcome sight as we were all pretty tired. We dropped our stuff off, had some coca tea, cleaned up a bit then headed to explore a little bit of Cusco. We ate food, and as we were doing so we realized how absolutely exhausted we were. So we headed back up to the hostel, and crashed for the rest of the afternoon before heading back down for dinner.
We had 3 days in Cusco to acclimate to the altitude (10,000 feet is tough!), as well as explore the city. Loooottss of shopping! Everybody got really good at haggling, as well as trying to figure out the Nuevo Sol, Peru's currency. Sunscreen was our best friend because that high-altitude sun is a killer.
drove through El Cajas National Park, and then down the mountains into the more tropical area of the country. The living conditions changed as much as the climate, so that was a bit of education for us as wealthy foreigners. I've decided everyone needs to be exposed to extreme poverty at least once in their lives to learn how to appreciate all that you have.We flew out of Guayaquil to Lima, Peru, where we left our bags in secure lockers and headed for
the Miraflores district of the city. Another scary cab ride, I must admit. We arrived at a restaurant called La Rosa Nautica just in time to meet Steph, Mike, and their friend/guide Aimee. Though we were all quite tired, we had an amazing meal literally perched on a pier over the Pacific. Pretty cool, if I do say so myself. After dinner we headed back to the airport where we attempted to sleep until our flight out at 5:30 the next morning. Sleeping on airport floors is yucky.We flew out to Cusco and got in around 7:30 in the morning (and it was freezing cold!). We got picked up from the airport by our hostel, which was a nice bonus. The hostel was a welcome sight as we were all pretty tired. We dropped our stuff off, had some coca tea, cleaned up a bit then headed to explore a little bit of Cusco. We ate food, and as we were doing so we realized how absolutely exhausted we were. So we headed back up to the hostel, and crashed for the rest of the afternoon before heading back down for dinner.
We had 3 days in Cusco to acclimate to the altitude (10,000 feet is tough!), as well as explore the city. Loooottss of shopping! Everybody got really good at haggling, as well as trying to figure out the Nuevo Sol, Peru's currency. Sunscreen was our best friend because that high-altitude sun is a killer.
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