The peruvian custom officers expected some money to get a cofee, using as argument my absence of insurance...... So, we spent time at the border... I'm used also as a translator for a german couple on motorcycle too, and then comes a twin Africa, whose driver comes right up to me saying: "Hi, you are Loic, right? I'm Steph from Britany". We had exchanged a few emails in the past week and Steph was just this last month in Bolivia, but we didn t expected to meet like this by chance. In short, a border full of bikes, new friends and no a car. Paradise.
With Francis, we thought to go to Arequipa, but it is the rainy season, so finally we decided to spin directly, in two short days, to Cuzco. Steph hesitates a moment and decides to join us to chart the road together. So here we are at this time for three cross roads in Peru.
On the road, we stop in small villages as and when the festivities as distinguished. It's very local color, and it looks like not a priori wrong with Bolivia.
Finally, after 2 days on the road, we arrived in Cuzco. He just had a big storm. I know the city is full of tourist hyper mud puddles and cars honking ... the first impression is not appealing. Finally, once we found a hostel with a small courtyard to house our bikes, the small city tour with a beautiful light of altitude and clouds full of rain was excited!
point of having this little tune in my head:
Sure, it's super touristy, but it's big, airy and ... I feel good, period. I understand now that we can stay here a long time, even independently of the Inca ruins in the region.
Well, the interest of Cuzco, that is the basis for the famous Machu Picchu (the kingdom of Pikatchu?). Normally you have to go by train. Yes, but we are dreaming to go on a motorcycle while it looks impossible ....
You know everything about the MatchuPichu target in the next episode.
In any case, it did not take the train!