We arrived in Cusco, by plane from Lima, after 2 months away. Taxi drivers outside the terminal were looking for 20 soles to take us into town. It had only cost 3 soles to get to the airport when we left in August, inflation eh? As we walked past them the price quickly started dropping! We finally decided to pay 6 soles. When we had been in Cusco previously Dave had caught a stomach bug with all the trimmings, well, it would appear that bug hadn´t quite finished with him yet & he spent the 2 days prior to the Inca Trail trying to shake it off. By the time we set off, yes we, I (Claire) had decided do it after all, the worst was behind Dave, but he was far from 100%. 1st night on the Inca Trail it was my turn to take unwell, aghhhh - hail hail for immodium.We visited the haunts we´d frequented on our last trip to Cusco: Jacks/Tapas Bar/Paddy Flahertys.... actually we hadn´t eaten in Paddy´s on our previous trip but this time we sampled their cottage pie, shepherds pie & a few gid auld Irish coffees. Following the trek we booked synchronised 1 hour massages - we lay side by side on the massage tables at the Inka Spa.
Dave by this stage was extremely beardy (last shave Popayan, Colombia, mid September), I gave him an ultimatum - the beard or me. Time to say adios........!!
Now you see it........................... now you don´t!
Enjoying a celebratory Irish Coffee in Paddy´s
Officially the highest owned Irish owned pub in the world
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