Plaza de Armas, Cusco, Peru (the Inca capital). We landed in Cusco, got picked up by our wonderful guide, Percy, and headed for the lower altitude of the Sacred Valley to get acclimated.
Enroute to the Sacred Valley, we visited an alpaca farm where woolen goods are made by the locals.
I think he's giving me the stink eye!
Apparently no child labor laws in Peru.
Percy, our guide, showing how the different colors of wool are made.
The Sacred Valley of the Incas.
Pisac in the Sacred Valley.
Ollyantaytambo ruins, Sacred Valley.
Ollantaytambo ruins, Sacred Valley.
Ollantaytambo, Sacred Valley.
Ollantaytambo ruins, Sacred Valley. No mortar, no saws, no cranes. Those Incas were something.
Car in Ollantaytambo, Sacred Valley.
Street vendor, Ollantaytambo, Sacred Valley.
Agricultural terraces of Moray, Sacred Valley where potatoes grew in abundance, over 2,000 varieties.
Why isn't she smiling....
Andes Mountains framing the Sacred Valley.
The salt "mines" in Maras, Sacred Valley which have been in use since Inca times (1450AD-1550AD)
Water with a high content of saline flows down the mountain, is channeled into these large pans, and dries naturally, leaving lots of salt.
Even remote Maras had some tourist items.
Saw this fellow during lunch.
We are on our way to Machu Picchu by train.
More gorgeous scenery from the train.
We only had about 6 hours here and were hoping the weather would cooperate.
"Does the fog always lift?", I nervously asked our guide. "Nope."