Monday, August 1, 2011

July 21st - Day 4 of the Trek

The rest of the group gets up and heads out early. It's going to be a long day for them. Kim and I walk down to the river and just hang out while the crew gets breakfast and the camp cleaned and packed up. The people here live in such poverty. I watch the children play and they seem so happy with so little. It really makes me ashamed of how spoiled and materialistic we are in America.

As the writer of Hebrews said, "Keep your life free from love of money, and be content with what you have, for he has said, 'I will never leave you nor forsake you.'"




All aboard the van to Hydroelectrica



We have to stop at the entrance to a national park and show our passports

The Hydroelectrica - the flow from the river that provides electricity is controlled. In 1990, only 45% had access to electricity. That has grown to 88% due to power plants such as this one; however, only the last place we camped had electricity and it was limited to one outlet.


This little girl had a good time playing with Kim while we waited for the rest of the group to show up at the lunch site. They came in completely worn out and complaining about the difficulty of the hike. One guy had injured his knee, and another one who already had bad knees, was limping. This was confirmation that we had made the right decision. Out of the 9 who made the morning hike, only 5 continued on after lunch. The rest of us hopped on the train as originally planned.

Waiting to board the train to Aguas Calientes


It rains again this afternoon and the hiking contingent is soaked and freezing. Arrival in Aguas Calientes brings more problems. There has been some mixup and the hostel where we are suppose to stay is full. After scrambling around for awhile we are re-directed to other hostels (4 of us in one and 7 in another). Ours is down a dark alley and up about 3 flights of stairs. Have I mentioned my knee yet? Ouch!


The town is very touristy as the base for visitors to Machu Picchu.


 
Standing with the Incas. The irony is that in real life, they were about 4' tall. Tomorrow we go to the Lost City of Machu Picchu.

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