Cusco

Sunday

Sunday was a rest day for all of the trekers. We got to sleep in, organise washing, and generally recover. As normally happens I was awake early as we had been all week, so I wandered around the town and saw the sights. Cuzco is the ancient capital of the Incas so steeped in history.

Monday

We had a six hour ride on a local chicken bus from Cuzco to Puno. About the best thing to report was that we arrived safely, and there were no pigs on the bus as their often is.