Rio Urubamba rushes alongside the road from Machupicchu Pueblo to the foot of Machupicchu. We walked alongside it, stopping frequently to marvel at the strength and sound of the raging river. Then we walked back into town to buy our entry tickets and bus tickets. One can, of course, hike up, but it's very steep. One also can take the Inca Trail and come through the gates at the top, but that involves camping and a guide, and a lot of expense. We really, unfortunately, did not have the time. Maybe some day. Anyway, the admission was $128 each, and the bus ticket was another $18.50 each, but we got there.... and it was Machupicchu!
We walked around all day, getting exhausted and a little sunburned. We have some photos, because Jim was using his camera. We were not able to explore every part, of course, but we got to see a lot, including wild chinchillas! It was fun to go without a guide. We stayed until nearly closing time (5pm), and then took our bus back to town.
Back in town, we went to a bar that offered 4 drinks for s./20, plus free guac & chips. We each got a Pisco Sour and a Coca Sour. Jim complained that something smelled like feces. I never smelled anything. We ate all our chips and drank all our drinks. Later, we went to dinner at a random restaurant, where we watched a portion of the Oscars-- greatly condensed, and in Spanish. Jim wasn't feeling well. He got a hamburger. Then bed.
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