In the wee hours of yesterday morning I found myself at the Sun Gate leading into Machu Picchu city. The physical and mental journey I went through in order to get there will be elaborated on next week when I can include the amazing photos I took.
The 42 kilometres of the Inca Trail with its soaring heights and steep declines mixed with an intense bout of food poisoning finally culminating in reaching my goal was overwhelming. I wasn’t even bothered by the dense fog covering the initial view. Just knowing I’d made it after all of that was enough for me.