After an amazing month in the Sacred Valley of Cusco, Simon and I made our way back to Lima. However, first we had to retrieve all of Simon's gear that he left in the Cactus Slab Rock in the Puma Marka valley of Ollantaytambo. We got an early start, hit the road at 9 A.M., and got back to the fabled rock. After having lead the 2-pitch, 60 meter route twice already, the third time was a breeze. In several hours it took us, we got back all 9 hexes and nuts left in various spots on the rock. We then made a steep descent and said goodbye to our piece of rock that we had developed and worked on with such care. We caught the bus back to Urubamba, packed up all our stuff at Llama Pack, and then went to Cusco to get the bus back to Lima, but not before saying goodbye to Coqui first.
We will miss all our of dear friends that we made in the Cusco region: Coqui, the rad climber dude who owns a sweet hostel and a whole herd of llamas. Elder, the chill guy who runs the camping in Ollantaytambo, and knows how to lead an awesome sweat lodge. Last but not least, Jack, the goofy bro from Austin, Texas, who loves to laugh and have a good time. I will miss all those friends and everyone else who made living in the Sacred Valley so special. I hope to visit them all again the next time I return!
By the time we got to the Cusco Bus Station Monday night, all the buses back to Lima were full so we had to grab tickets for Tuesday morning. In the meantime, we grabbed a cheap hostel, ate some dank Chifa food, and bought a bootlegged copy of World War Z to watch. We awoke the next morning, packed up on snacks for the bus ride, then hit the road at 11 A.M. The 22-hour bus ride was exhausting to say the least, especially weaving our way up and down the mountains and valleys, yet somehow we both survived the ordeal. We made it into Lima at around 9 A.M. today, took a taxi to Surco, and then called up Luis to let us in the house. We aren't exactly thrilled to be back in Lima, but it is nice to have somewhere familiar to stay.
I plan on spending the next few days here, chilling and getting all my business in order before heading to Huaraz where Duncan, Vai, and more mountains await!
Check in next time to hear of my adventures in the Cordilleras Blancas! Chao!
We will miss all our of dear friends that we made in the Cusco region: Coqui, the rad climber dude who owns a sweet hostel and a whole herd of llamas. Elder, the chill guy who runs the camping in Ollantaytambo, and knows how to lead an awesome sweat lodge. Last but not least, Jack, the goofy bro from Austin, Texas, who loves to laugh and have a good time. I will miss all those friends and everyone else who made living in the Sacred Valley so special. I hope to visit them all again the next time I return!
By the time we got to the Cusco Bus Station Monday night, all the buses back to Lima were full so we had to grab tickets for Tuesday morning. In the meantime, we grabbed a cheap hostel, ate some dank Chifa food, and bought a bootlegged copy of World War Z to watch. We awoke the next morning, packed up on snacks for the bus ride, then hit the road at 11 A.M. The 22-hour bus ride was exhausting to say the least, especially weaving our way up and down the mountains and valleys, yet somehow we both survived the ordeal. We made it into Lima at around 9 A.M. today, took a taxi to Surco, and then called up Luis to let us in the house. We aren't exactly thrilled to be back in Lima, but it is nice to have somewhere familiar to stay.
I plan on spending the next few days here, chilling and getting all my business in order before heading to Huaraz where Duncan, Vai, and more mountains await!
Check in next time to hear of my adventures in the Cordilleras Blancas! Chao!
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