December 2005
Peru had never made it to my must-see destinations list. Let's be honest, I didn't even know where it was until after I had my flight booked (anyone else as ignorant, click for a map). But, the experience was monumental in my quest to see more, and more, and more. Along with parasites, I officially caught the travel bug here.
How did I get to the land of llamas, pisco sours, and delicious ceviche and Inca Cola? My travel partner and I knew we were heading to Mexico City to stay with the Ambriz family. Where would we go from there? We knew we wanted to get out of Mexico, and not North. We got in touch with a travel agent who provided us with some options for flights. We chose the cheapest: Lima, Peru. From there, the adventure began.
Fast-forward to 4:00 in the morning after the grueling 4-day trek along the Inca Trail. My feet had blisters, I hadn't showered in days and the cocoa leaves had lost their kick (on the bright side thankfully, unlike my travel partner, I hadn't had troubles with my number twos); it was time to wake up. Dozens of trekkers like us were up at the crack-ass of dawn to literally, race to the gate. Once there, we were registered and passports stamped. As stated before, it was a race and as expected (insert arrogance here), we lead the pack and arrived first and thus, our photos were completely unobstructed. The tour buses had not yet started arriving for those not bold enough to take the long route. Just as the sun was rising and the fog setting in: Machu Picchu in all its glory. Phenomenal. It was breathtaking, and each time I look through the photos, I have to catch my breath.
3 parts pisco brandy
1 1/2 parts lemon juice
1 - 2 tbsp sugar
Add all ingredients to a mixer with ice. Shake well (until ice is melted), and serve in a cocktail glass. Enjoy!
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