Sweat dripped down my cheek, my legs wobbled and relief started to fill my body as the finish line suddenly materialised. Smiling with all the energy I had left, I crossed the line with arms outstretched, ready to receive high fives from the M.C. and grab the elaborate medal. Two hours and twenty-five minutes…
14 days in Nepal, 11 days trekking. This was the longest trip I had ever completed alone, also the toughest physical and mental challenge my legs and mind have tackled! Before Nepal the longest trek I’d completed (well they were hikes really) were a few day hikes high up in the Andes around the magnificent…
11 days of hiking, below freezing temperatures, endless refillable dhal bhats, constant momos, two books, plenty of podcasts, music on shuffle, thousands of stone steps, wobbly bridges, unbelievable vistas, meandering paths, uphills, downhills, overladen donkeys, foul smelling donkey poo, beautiful flowers, butterflies, magnificent snow capped mountains, a couple of lonely moments, plenty of friendly faces,…
Trekking in the Himalayas was purchased as a Christmas present to myself in December; research began, routes were debated and numerous trekking companies were explored. In January, flight tickets were booked followed by a decision on route (circuit or sanctuary) and by February a deposit was paid for a guide from Three Sisters (female guides for female trekkers) and now there’s suddenly one day remaining until I fly to Kathmandu. My mind cannot believe it!
Tuesday 17th November, three months after booking my flights the big travel day had finally arrived.
My flight, well the first of two flights to be precise, was due to depart Manchester Terminal 1 at 8.30pm. It was strange having a whole day building up to leaving and saying goodbye, I think it actually made it more difficult. Anyway the day consisted of packing, unpacking and packing some more; the great hand luggage dilema…what would I need to occupy myself for 14 hours up in the air and two in an airport; a dental appointment (not too bad as my dad’s my dentist) and finally eating some cheese (as venturing to Asia means goodbye cheese which is obviously the hardest goodbye).
In the searches for my blog “Machu Picchu” is often something that brings people here because I’ve mentioned it a couple of times but I’ve never really wrote a full blog about my Machu Picchu experience. So, I thought I best get on with it and share the incredible day I had at Machu Picchu because it was one of the best days I had in the whole of my South American trip.
We did it we made it to possibly the most famous and most talked about site in South America MACHU PICCHU!!!!
Me and my travelling partner in crime Tom, had always planned to walk the Inca Trail to Machu Picchu but unfortunately the official Inca Trail (a four day hike to the ruins) was fully booked until September 2011 (we were there in June 2011, it gets booked up fast).
Decisions, decisions, what should we do if we didn’t walk the Inca trail?
8 months and 24 days ago I flew into Caracas to start this South American adventure. Now I’m back here again, I just can’t believe it. It has taken me and Tom 8 months and 24 days of bus travel to go from Venezuela to Colombia, to Ecuador, to Peru, to Bolivia, to Argentina. Our backpacking adventure really stopped in Argentina at the incredible Iguazu Falls. We enjoyed a final Argentinian meal of steak and remembered fondly our favourite parts of the last 8 months and 24 days.