We survived!

Not that I became a paranoid worry-wart or anything but our ride on
the little plane in the foreign country over a desert had me a tad
concerned...maybe. But we survived and saw the awesome Nasca Lines
(pics up on photobucket). It was really amazing to see and then we
got out of dodge. Nasca was a cute little town but besides the lines
there´s not much going on.

We are now in Cuzco and will be making our way slowly through the
Sacred Valley to Machu Picchu. Slowly because this altitude is
killer. I´m feeling ok but I´m taking high altitude sickness pills.
Jeff´s feeling better now but it was rough on him at first. We both
get pretty out of breath if we walk our normal long legged speed so
we´ve slowed it down a lot and taken the day slowly. Cuzco is a very
nice and big town, but we´re leaving it tomorrow for Pisac to go to
the Market which is supposed to be just fantastic.

Today an older lady approached me and offered for me to pay her to
take a picture of her and the baby goat in her hand. Nice offer and
really cute goat, but I declined. The shop owners and spa places are
pushy per usual about wanting you to use their services and I´ve said
¨No gracias¨ about one billion times today alone. It´s funny after
when they then say, ¨maybe later!¨ Oh sure, count on it, buddy.

This is definetly a country for shorter people than we. Jeff has hit
his head so many times he may kill someone - poor guy. We met a nice
guy from Chicago and he said he´s done the same thing. Wish Jeff and
the Chicago guy luck - they need it. Off to the Sacred Valley!!