Let me be the first to say 4 AM wake up calls are not the biznis. Nonetheless, a 2 hour flight and 4 hour train ride later we arrived at our next destination. Aguascalientes is a lively town that’s surrounded by incredible landscapes. A little money can get you a very long way in Peru but prepare to pay premium prices for lodging if you ever visit Machu Picchu, as AC is a town that was built specifically for tourism. It was midday when we arrived and the boys were ready for lunch so after securing a hotel we walked through the town to find something to eat. The restaurant workers stand readily outside their establishments with open menus and sales pitches for why you should eat at their restaurant. After being lured into the first restaurant we looked at we sat down and ordered the highly anticipated cuy dish (guinea pig), which is considered a delicacy in the country. Fortunately I have a soul so I didn’t dare try it, but the consensus was that with its’ gamey taste it was nothing to run and tell home about. No worries, the beer and free pisco sours made up for it! Lunch was followed by market shopping (my favorite!) and compiling bruises from stray children crashing their bikes into us. The rest of the evening was filled with subtle events with us drinking more beer, playing cards, watching Batman dubbed in Spanish, eating pizza, and calling it an early night. We wanted to be sure we were well rested for our adventures in the morning!
When people ask me how I chose Peru as the destination for our last trip, they’re often surprised I don’t have a calculated rhyme or reason. In a swarm of mundane Google searches that went something like ‘cool-places-to-visit-that-wont-cost-me-an-arm-or-leg-and-has-good-icecream”, Peru made constant appearances in my findings and thus became embedded in my subconscious. In April, Tommy and I were having dinner with his cousin when he remarked, “I’ve been thinking about visiting Peru to see Machu Picchu. We should make it happen”. And suddenly months of disheveled research and scattered information stored in my subconscious flooded my conscious brain and I went home, booked 3 tickets to Lima, and the rest was an afterthought.