All my life I have wanted to go to Machu Picchu, and this was the year. So we set out to Peru, South America - me, my friend Phill and the Gilchrist County Journal. We visited Lima, the capital of Peru, with its millions of people and great seafood. From there we went to Cusco, which is 13,000 feet up in the Andes. Cusco left me breathless, not only because it was so high up but because of its beauty, cleanliness and excellent colonial feel. Then we were off to Machu Picchu, one of the last Inca sites way up on the top of the mountain. We took a 4 hour train ride through ravines and the Andes mountain range, following the Urubamba River to arrive at the town of Machu Picchu settled at the base of Machu Picchu. From there we took a bus up a narrow hairpin road to the archeological site. Finally I was there, on my birthday, at a place I had only dreamed of. It was awe inspiring in beauty and scope, so much more than the National Geographic programs.
Of course, I brought a touch of home with me everywhere I went. I have a picture of the Journal in Machu Picchu town and in front of the Cathedral Basilica in Cusco, Peru.
By Marty Bell