25.01.2012 - 26.01.2012 11 °C
I don't want to devote a lot of time to this entry, but I think it's important to let you all know I'm alive and well in Cusco. After spending 28 hours in airports and airplanes, I finally arrived safe and sound in Cusco. Shortly after arriving I met up with the Saskatchewan crowd at our hostel, and though suffering from altitude adjustments and some serious sleep deprivation we managed to have a fantastic day. We had lunch at our hostel, perused a nearby market, stuffed ourselves once more at an East Indian buffet, and then waddled back to the hostel, full, tired, and content.
Apparently, the hostel we've chosen has a bit of a reputation for hosting parties, and unbeknownst to your dear traveler, it just so happens to be Australia day this very evening. As a result, the hostel is swarming with drunken tourists dancing on the bar table, painting themselves, and irritating me beyond belief. With a little tactical complaining, Georgia managed to get our room switched from a sub par room a few meters away from the bar to the best room in the hostel, with a staggering view of the city... for absolutely no charge I might add. So I write this while sitting on a king size bed in a beautiful 350 year old room, completely overwhelmed by the combination of sleep deprivation, the realization that I'm in a completely different world, and the pounding bass of the dub step dance party that is taking place in the bar downstairs. The beginning of this trip has been more wonderful than I anticipated, and if it is any indicator of the adventures to come, I have a feeling this is going to be an incredible three and a half months.