Hiking the 4-day Inca Trail was no doubt one of the hardest things I’ve done during my 24 years on this earth. When Derek and I began plotting and planning this trip back in March, neither one of us really knew what to expect. While I’d consider us quite “outdoorsy”, we had never done anything this extreme before. I mean, I knew making this trek would be by no means a walk in the park. But, man did it kick our tails, in the best way possible, of course. Looking back though, I wouldn’t have a changed a single thing about it.
While in Cusco, before our trek to Machu Picchu began, Derek and I took a via-ferrata and zip-lining excursion outside the city in the Sacred Valley. Before this particular afternoon, neither one of us had a clue of what via ferrata even was. However, we knew we loved zip-lining so since it was a packaged deal, we didn’t hesitate when signing up.
Wow. As I sit here clicking through our countless photos of Peru, I am trying to wrap my head around the fact that this adventure has already come and gone. I can still vividly remember back in March when I first brought up the idea to Derek of hiking Machu Picchu. Now, here we are, eight months later, and somehow that dream has now turned into a memory. Yet, as I reminisce back to the nine days we spent exploring Peru, I cannot help but grin from ear to ear.