Trip to Hidden Treasures

Recently, I took flight on a CWW trip to Cusco, a very outstanding and enjoyable place to see the compelling, paramount history that Peru has. For the people that don’t recognize Cusco, it’s a department of Peru which is located in South America. Our trip was outlined to take a week, from Sunday to Thursday, it was an adequate time to learn about all that hides in Cusco. My grade and some staff members of our school took off on Sunday in gigantic, comfy buses and lead to Jorge Chavez International Airport headed to Alejandro Velasco Astete International Airport. It took an average of 1 hour and 30 minutes. But it wasn’t dull or lifeless, you had people in your grade around you that you could chat with and famous episodes of “Just for Laughs”, which are prank series. We were on LAN planes so we could expect comfy seats you could take a nap in. The seats had a brownish color and you felt relaxed when you made your seat slanted and watched television. Although you could feel your ears suffering by the pressure causing you to hear less. It had a slight feeling of like when you dive on the Mexican ocean, blue, warm watching a variety of colorful, flashy fish around you and your ears hurt when you go down too much. Some time later we were going to land, and you could feel a falling sensation making you uncomfortable. When you land you can see the ground coming closer to you second by second until you land and feel the enormous, bulky wheels braking at full power to stop the precious, important airplane before the road ends.

When we arrived at the hotel in Sacred Valley it was nothing as I expected. I thought it was going to be an ancient place with broken tiles on the floor and walls with cracks on them that the paint had broken off. Like the typical house you could imagine, a creepy mansion with spider webs and all the horrifying things that scare you. But actually it was very nice, it was very organized, clean and had a wonderful garden to play things in. The rooms were vast, dazzling and very good to take a nap in. Some rooms had up to 3 beds which was mine that didn’t have many bugs, it had a clean bathroom and seemed like a 5 star hotel. You could smell the fresh air of the fields and the icy feeling on the shadows. The climate was very dry, your lips started to dehydrate and crack. You could feel the urge for a humid climate because it was very difficult to get used to. Headaches killed you and you needed oxygen to revive back to normal. It’s a very tough experience at the beginning if you’re one of the people of getting chances of headaches. The next day I was perfect and went to eat the delicious, gourmet food that they served. You sensed pancakes, juice, scrambled eggs and many more tasty food.

It was time, we were headed to one of the 7 wonders of the world, the great and fantastic Machu Picchu. Machu Picchu, a very important part of the Inca culture, with amusement shining even on a wall. But to get things settled let’s have an idea of how we got there. 8 am, everyone waking tired like another shadow on the concrete path. We were headed to the train station “PeruRail”, a fantastic way to enjoy a journey across the green, colorful fields without having to sleep on the way because you are suffering of the boredom like when you have a 3 hour long, deadly math class. The train was amazing, it had comfy seats and a big table in front of you for you, the people besides you plus the 2 at the front to play card games in. Although it costed a 100$ average fee per person it was still worth it. You played funny, addictive games like Uno, Goldfish, Poker etc. It was a fascinating way of admiring nature through your window and laugh with your friends at the same time. When we got to the Machu Picchu station you heard the wheels squeaking making you feel awkward and want to be deaf. We got out, a different environment, a market close and mountains surrounding you like a coliseum when you’re the soldier fighting and the crowd surrounds you. Talking about Machu Picchu, my favorite part, is a new enlightening experience. You learned about the culture, a town on a mountain and mountains filled with green painted trees giving life to the mountains. Since the moment you stepped in it was impossible for you to not wonder how was it made, thousands of rocks made into houses. The smell of history made you think that coming here was nothing to regret.