

Cusco, Peru
Cuscu 2 After a solid sleep we awoke to the hideous alarm at 4:45am and packed up to go to the train station. We wandered in the wrong direction and had to be directed by kulaks through a closed market place. No-one thought to put signs up. We bought coffee and cakes from an old street vendor and boarded the train in a much more relaxed way than in Ollantaytambo. We were some of the first people on the train. Again Lisa was sat separately and Laurent came over to...