With Jasmine laid up hard by altitude sickness this morning, I set off for the peaks overlooking Cusco. Other than a light headache, I’m feeling fine, and I’m anxious to explore the ruins of the Inca fortress of Saqsaywaman before the crowds of tourists arrive. Continue reading “July 5, 2016: Saqsaywaman, Sicky Woman, and Destroying Religions You Don’t Understand”
