Monthly Archives: April 2011

. I dream of being shaken violently in the fist of a primitive giant – my neck twisting every which way as he tries to snap my head off. I groggily gather my senses and remember that I chose the Cruz Del Sur overnight bus ride from Cusco down the mountain to the desert city of Nazca. … Continue reading »

. It feels weird to get up and put on new clothes.  What luxury.  I make my way out to the KB Tambo lobby and begin to put together my scraps of notes and pictures from two different phones and my now usable camera. I’m beind in posting to the blog, partly because of the … Continue reading »

. Well if anything, Machu Picchu, made me forget that I’m still wearing the same clothes for the 5th day, and my beloved camera has no battery or data cord.  But once again, in the early morning, I call for my bag. This time I talk with someone about next steps if they don’t find … Continue reading »

. Lily taps me on the shoulder and say she’s having a nightmare.  It’s 3:45 am and normally I’d invite her into our bed to finish the night sleep, but instead I give her my spot and pull on my (4 day old) clothes.   My alarm will go off in 15 minutes anyway, I … Continue reading »

. In the early morning dark, I can find my clothes by smell.  They are the same ones I wore yesterday and the day before.  Maybe my bag will come today. The hotel has internet access, so I check online for my bag status.  It says ‘delivered’.  Lol.  I need coffee before I can deal … Continue reading »