Day 3- Sacred Valley, Peru

For such poquenos people they sure do have big steps in their temples. their belief system, whilst equally insane, was at least very logical in astronomical terms. they used the sun to pinpoint exact equinoxes, they laid out their temples in a direct alignment to the planets of the solar system (no pluto, they knew pluto was a fraud) and they calculated the rotation of the southern cross without any unnecessary patriotism, because they knew stars are not owned by one country, Shapelle Corby fans. ok, so they sacrificed humans and totally melodrama duyring eclipses. you would too if you digested 18 hours of coke.

lost my second inflatable neck pillow. i know nobody cares but i wonder how i could possibly lose something that is so big, i mean, i lose them whilst INFLATED for flying fracking sake.

at the buffet lunch i had more morada, this purple drink made of corn and tasting like Yacult, that yoghut drink in the small plastic bottles. the food was alright, it was strange textually since i went for dessert first. oh and one more of my Inca Kolas opened all ejaculatory over me. it is like cream soda, but yellow, so i look like the tourist with the bladder issues. i blame the driving. i mean, it´s at least 120km around a cliff, overtaking another van on the opposite lane. i try not to look wussy so i tell myself not to grip the side of the window and scream but bravely close my eles and imagine life without one leg (in the even of a car crash, leg amputation is very common). would i buy custom fitted pants stitched at the knee? (i would insist i keep a stump) or could i get away with draping it casual-chic behind the thigh? what material is best for a prosthetic?

we stopped along an animal shelter with Tucans ("OLAAAAA!"), a pen with baby Illamas, baby ducks, baby deer, and one random puppy. i pet the puppy who looks very feral. well, i won´t need a rabies shot if that leg is going to be amputated anyway. i stood between condows, which are jurassic looking birds with 3m wingspans and disposition of an emu, if it had red possessed eyes and a big rock on its head. i wouldn´t be upset if they were used for thanksgiving. there were also think pumas, peruvian dogs which were like black whippets with blonde Angelina-Adopted-Me mullets and other marsupials.

the temple with the steps reminded me of two things:
1. Vertigo and i are not on speaking terms
2. Thighs dislike steps that go up and calves punish you later for steps that go down.

illamas are standing around all smug, with expressions of, "you´re standing on my lunch, bitches."

hotel is picturesque, the view includes snow-capped mountains and ceramic houses, all of which i am told, like my hotel, have TV, telephone, internet and ´menopausal hot water systems´, no really, the Andean guide with broken english said that. he also got a nice tip.