I stole this song from Jesse's playlist on our 6th day - the 3rd day of our official trek. As we all sat by the water with the mountains surrounding us, eating popcorn, drinking beer. This song came on and I knew right away that I needed to use it for their pictures.
I also wanted to use excerpts from Jesse's journal - as you will see in the following photos - she was a vigilant journal-er. So the first half of this blog post was brought to you by Jesse, you will slowly see it go downhill as I take over, just like the hike :
Day 1
Thursday, September 14th, 2017
Traveling from Virginia to Panama to Lima
I'm currently sitting on the floor of a bus station in Lima, Peru. The station is packed and there's an adorable little boy running around in all fleece and a winter toboggan hat. There's a lady in a grey pantsuit yelling out things that I'm sure are bus related, but we can't understand her. We're just waiting for the word "once", the first call for our 11:30 bus which we'll take overnight to the town of Huaraz.
We set our alarms for 4:30am in Virginia this morning and met up with Chris before being dropped off at the airport for our early flight out. We flew a few hours down to Panama where we had a quick layover - filled with Chai tea - and then a few more hours until we arrived in Lima around 7:30pm. Chris has extended family here who picked us up at the airport. Kathy, Paco, & Aldo loaded us in their cars and drove us through the bustling city where traffic laws seem obsolete, and the buildings are either abandoned or glowing with neon lights. We left the airport in search of some authentic Peruvian cuisine - Kathy took us to "Rustico", one of the buildings that was glowing with neon lights. We enjoyed some Pollo a la Brasa, a quartered chicken dish with french fries that was absolutely amazing. We had a dessert that was sweet potato-like donuts, covered in cornmeal, fried, and smothered in honey.
So, now we are here, patiently awaiting our bus among the crowd and ferociously journaling.