Off the train between Cuzco and Puno, Peru
10.31.2006
10.30.2006
Puno, Peru, ashore of Lake Titicaca
Arrived in Puno, Peru, this evening after an 8 hour train trip from Cuzco, Peru, up and across an Andes Divide at 14,000 feet. An ancient Incan landscape traversed. Pictures will be coming this week, I promise. Any Denverite should be amazed as this great feat of engineering, especially since we have raised issues and engineering questions about building a high speed rail of our own from Denver to Summit County. I´m just saying. The landscape today was mostly of people organically farming, and raising alpaca and sheep. The river and irrigation systems are a mess, environmentally speaking, but alas that is not of huge concern to Peruvian farmers. There were dogs chasing the train, and young Peruvian´s out and about selling their wares. A great day. We have decided to spend some time on the islands throughout Lake Titicaca away from the mainland. That will take at least two or three days and then we will travel by bus to Ariquipa. A map would be helpful here. Good thing I don´t work with maps enough to post one. I will update this blog to be more visually useful, with less jibber-jabber next time. And some writing about Cuzco, which we will visit again soon, will also be included.
Arrived in Puno, Peru, this evening after an 8 hour train trip from Cuzco, Peru, up and across an Andes Divide at 14,000 feet. An ancient Incan landscape traversed. Pictures will be coming this week, I promise. Any Denverite should be amazed as this great feat of engineering, especially since we have raised issues and engineering questions about building a high speed rail of our own from Denver to Summit County. I´m just saying. The landscape today was mostly of people organically farming, and raising alpaca and sheep. The river and irrigation systems are a mess, environmentally speaking, but alas that is not of huge concern to Peruvian farmers. There were dogs chasing the train, and young Peruvian´s out and about selling their wares. A great day. We have decided to spend some time on the islands throughout Lake Titicaca away from the mainland. That will take at least two or three days and then we will travel by bus to Ariquipa. A map would be helpful here. Good thing I don´t work with maps enough to post one. I will update this blog to be more visually useful, with less jibber-jabber next time. And some writing about Cuzco, which we will visit again soon, will also be included.
10.28.2006
In Miraflores, Lima, Peru
Arrived late last night, Friday October 27, and was picked up by my protective travel companions. The experience of getting out of the airport was in itself an adventure, one not to be understood completely. Staying a couple nights in a quaint scandanavian hotel across from the dark and dreary Pacific. Spent a few hours relaxing and walking around the many calles and eating peruvian chinese food. Will depart for Cusco in early morning tomorrow. International travel is not without many decisions and preparations, most of which are well worth the time and efforts. However, the constant feel of activity (currency exchange, phone calls, reservations, etc) in preparation for another activity, is unique and takes a few moments to get use too. Cusco and the Andes await.
Arrived late last night, Friday October 27, and was picked up by my protective travel companions. The experience of getting out of the airport was in itself an adventure, one not to be understood completely. Staying a couple nights in a quaint scandanavian hotel across from the dark and dreary Pacific. Spent a few hours relaxing and walking around the many calles and eating peruvian chinese food. Will depart for Cusco in early morning tomorrow. International travel is not without many decisions and preparations, most of which are well worth the time and efforts. However, the constant feel of activity (currency exchange, phone calls, reservations, etc) in preparation for another activity, is unique and takes a few moments to get use too. Cusco and the Andes await.
10.19.2006
This is it.
"What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from." - T. S. Eliot
So here it begins. A snowy night in Denver, Colorado, October 2006, to reflect upon from some later time down the road. Early snow is infectious, as it makes one feel anxious for a season not yet fully present. I will keep this journal updated as much as I see fit. Stories, photography, opinions, references, and halfwit banter.
I am probably most excited to use this as a place to store writings from an upcoming trip to Peru and Ecuador. Let's use this as a springboard.
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