Steve gave this little dude some gum and 5 solis. He was happy but shy. This is the real deal with this boy's clothing, traditional and cool.
After the death march to Machu Pichu we found a restaurant owned by a member of the church. They had a picture of the Salt Lake Temple in there and the tabernacle songs played on a pan flute--promise. The llama was darn tasty, too. We were tired after the hike of a life time. I don't mind telling you that I had to sit on my butt to come down the stairs on the last stretch, I was that scared. But, it was worth it.
The train to Machu was packed!! It was hard to find a seat but we squeezed in. :)
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