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Refreshed from a good nights sleep, we woke up with the energy to give Mahcu Picchu one more chance. If in fact the train station was open, we were going to buy tickets for the following morning. We hit the streets quickly once we made that decision as the sooner we got there, the more likely it was going to happen.
After a 2 minute taxi ride, not having to wait in a line and paying $136 cash, we finally had two tickets to Machu Picchu; it was happening. Amazing how easy things can be on the right day.
Since we have already spent some time in the city, we didn’t have too much on our agenda, but took advantage of that fact. Lounged around the room, finished our Christmas shopping, enjoyed breakfast in Plaza de Armas, and enjoyed a delicious burger for dinner. That was the extent of our day, and I have to admit it was nice as we had nothing we had to truly accomplish.
While walking around the city, we again had several children holding sheep following us around, telling us that we want a photo of them. Even if you tell them you do not have a camera on you, they like to respond ‘si, te gusta’, ‘siiiiiiii’, in that all so familiar whining/begging voice that we have become accustom to in this city. The were two little girls, that literally wouldn’t leave us alone, we ignored them, but they continued to follow no further than an inch from our butts and repeated ‘siii, te gusta amiga, siiiiii’. Well, we ran into the same two later in the day and let’s just say what we saw made us want to stare in disbelief, and also run very far away with disgust. The littlest stood there, standing in the plaza, next to a cop, holding her sisters hand with pee running down her pants and into a puddle beneath her on the cobblestone sidewalk. This at first appeared to be a very embarrassing accident, but much to Mike and my surprise, no, it seemed to be quite normal for the girls as they didn’t even take the time for her to stop peeing, before they were telling us again that we want a photo. I wanted to say ‘what, of you peeing your pant’, but didn’t want to hang around any longer than necessary. This was followed by them chasing behind us, Mike limping, but ignoring the pain in his ankle just to make sure those little ones didn’t pee on us. We ducked into a store as quick as possible, laid low, and when the coast was clear headed back to our hotel.
Machu tomorrow, I’m glad we are doing this, and didn’t let all of the bad luck or the corrupt travel agents get the best of us. We are doing this, and I sure hope it is spectacular.
After a 2 minute taxi ride, not having to wait in a line and paying $136 cash, we finally had two tickets to Machu Picchu; it was happening. Amazing how easy things can be on the right day.
Since we have already spent some time in the city, we didn’t have too much on our agenda, but took advantage of that fact. Lounged around the room, finished our Christmas shopping, enjoyed breakfast in Plaza de Armas, and enjoyed a delicious burger for dinner. That was the extent of our day, and I have to admit it was nice as we had nothing we had to truly accomplish.
While walking around the city, we again had several children holding sheep following us around, telling us that we want a photo of them. Even if you tell them you do not have a camera on you, they like to respond ‘si, te gusta’, ‘siiiiiiii’, in that all so familiar whining/begging voice that we have become accustom to in this city. The were two little girls, that literally wouldn’t leave us alone, we ignored them, but they continued to follow no further than an inch from our butts and repeated ‘siii, te gusta amiga, siiiiii’. Well, we ran into the same two later in the day and let’s just say what we saw made us want to stare in disbelief, and also run very far away with disgust. The littlest stood there, standing in the plaza, next to a cop, holding her sisters hand with pee running down her pants and into a puddle beneath her on the cobblestone sidewalk. This at first appeared to be a very embarrassing accident, but much to Mike and my surprise, no, it seemed to be quite normal for the girls as they didn’t even take the time for her to stop peeing, before they were telling us again that we want a photo. I wanted to say ‘what, of you peeing your pant’, but didn’t want to hang around any longer than necessary. This was followed by them chasing behind us, Mike limping, but ignoring the pain in his ankle just to make sure those little ones didn’t pee on us. We ducked into a store as quick as possible, laid low, and when the coast was clear headed back to our hotel.
Machu tomorrow, I’m glad we are doing this, and didn’t let all of the bad luck or the corrupt travel agents get the best of us. We are doing this, and I sure hope it is spectacular.
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