Internets are slowwwwwww here.

I'm going to keep this brief since the webs are really slow here. We are kind of in the middle of the Andes out by the middle of almost nowhere so I'm happy to have access at all though.
He'res what's happened the last couple of days,

Day trip to hike ruins in Pisaq and Ollantaytambo.
Hiked the Inca trail to Machu Pichu.
(here I learned a new loathing for stairs)
Went back to Machu Picchu to watch the sunrise, and hike up Waynapichu.
(here the loathing was reaffirmed).
Went to some natural mineral hotsprings and a museum.
And slept. A lot. In between hikes.

This medicine sucks. The worst stuffs over but I still get this really freakin' weird tingly feeling in my fingertips, face, and feet sometimes. The Inca trail is really something different. Hiking it you get a two guides one person to lead from the front and one to follow at the rear and then the rest of you. For people such as myself and family, living at basically sea level, you learn fast that you just can't seem to breath.

I had to stop Emily from hyperventilating fairly early on actually. We were hiking with a group obviously and this thing ends up forcing bonds on people. Justin/Justino our guide called us a family and we definitely bonded as such. The Chambers from Tennessee had a bit of an easier time of it with much lighter packs and having lived on a plateau and whatnot, but we all suffered pretty much together. Andrea and Chris were the closest people to my age on the trip, but what was more surprising was that their grandparents did the trail. Yeah they were in the back with 'Happy Eric' (the guy was always freakin' smiling) as the rear guide for most of the time but they made it.

This thing made people in pretty damn good shape stop for breathers, swear out loud at steps and have to help each other up steps and these octagenarians actually MADE IT THROUGH. It was impressive. So was Machu Picchu. It was so worth the climb and we made some good friends on the way. But when was the last time I was asleep before 8:30? After that trek I was.

The Incas must have had the lung capacity of a humpback whale and legs like tree trunks because everything they built, EVERYTHING, is just so high.

Time to catch the train for Cusco however, and from there on to Puno, Copacabana, and Lake Titicaka.