We crossed Bolivia's border for the fourteenth and last time in mid November, and headed into Peru. We bussed straight to Cuzco, where we planned to hang for a few days while planning our next adventure -backpacking up to Macchu Pichu.
Cuzco is a beautiful city. It was founded by the Incans a few centuries ago after the area was identified as the navel of the earth, and it's the oldest inhabited city in the western hemisphere.
Awesome stonework. These rocks weigh thousands of pounds, and no one knows how the Incans managed to get them in place.
Plumbing systems hundreds of years old that still work perfectly.
These steps on a temple look like poured cement, but they were hand carved out of the face of the rock. Absolutely incredible stonework.
The Spanish ruined as much as they could, knocked down everything they could push over, and plundered most of the structures they came across, but Cuzco's center still has a number of buildings with walls built by the Incans.
And a whole lot of great restaurants. This was a cool irish pub where we watched some rugby and drank some drinkable beer. Bolivia, while wonderful in many, many ways, has the world's worst beer.
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