Nightbus from Cusco to Arequipa, Cristina hopefully sleeping next to me, Kacey Musgraves dripping nostalgia in my headphones and me remembering Yosemite. I love traveling, the part where you get from one point to the other as much as each point.

Autobuz de noapte intre Cusco si Arequipa, Cristina sper eu dormind langa mine, Kacey Musgraves varsandu-si nostalgia in castile mele si eu amintindu-mi de Yosemite. Imi place mult sa calatoresc, partea dintre destinatii la fel de mult ca fiecare destinatie.

Welcome to Arequipa

After some of this:

and this:

soroche hits like a mule. Cristina is fine

Like conquistadors of centuries past, we march(technically we did march when queueing) to Cusco.

Lima seriously needs an expanded Airport, this is the smallest queue we were in.

Ca conquistadori din secole apuse, marsaluim(tehnic am marsaluit in coada la aeroport) spre Cusco.

Lima are nevoie de un aeroport mai mare.

After a day of pisco sours, market food (Cristina will deal with that) and walking, Lima started growing on us, just on time for our departure to Cusco.

Dupa o zi de pisco sour, mancare locala si plimbare, Lima a inceput sa ni se bage sub piele. Fix la timp pt plecarea spre Cusco.