It was cold and misty with a light rain as we arrived and started to walk up the hill. No sight of Wayna Picchu or any of the other peaks. As we wound around narrow paths buildings would loom out at us or a llamas hot breath would stop us in our tracks.
It was incredible to watch as the sun burnt off the mist and the green terraces spread out beneath us.
We were surprised at how busy it was and so after a short walk we decided to walk to the old Inca bridge. Normally about a half hour walk but because of the altitude it took us about an hour. So glad we did it as when we got back the crowds had thinned and we could take our time exploring!
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