From the moment Aristo and I heard about the Inca Trail, we knew it was the only way we would ever choose to get to Machu Picchu. There’s an expensive train tha...
When we were in Cusco, first experiencing altitude-related headaches, the coca leaf was my saviour. I drank several cups of tea a day and it balanced out my hea...
After arriving to Chontachaka Nature Reserve via life-threatening 10 hour bus, we are introduced to our new best friend, Paola, the red howler monkey. Cheeky fo...
After our fabulous week and a half in Cusco, we are off to Manu National Park in the Cloud Forest (the rim of the Amazon basin) for a week of glorified gardenin...
After enjoying a strenuous introduction to Cusco and its oh-so-delightful altitude, it’s finally the beginning of the work week and therefore our first day of v...
We only need to be in Cusco for about an hour before we realise that everyone who’s anyone has got a llama sweater (typically both made from the finest llama fl...
One of the best things about travelling, in my mind, is the misadventure and disaster that always seems to surround backpackers with budgets too tight to improv...
After months and months of mounting anticipation, Aristo and I are finally off to South America.
While in an otherwise constant state of calm, Aristo is noto...
After 3 months traveling through Peru, Bolivia, Chile, Argentina, and Brazil; trekking through both Chilean and Argentinian Patagonia and along the Inca Trail; ...
