Peru. Part 1

It's been a few weeks since I left my home of Buenos Aires. I only have time to write a quicky today though, but needed to say something before I leave in the morning for a 4 day trek to Macchu Pichu.

Quite a lot has happened since I left BA. I flew to Lima only to find myself on my own for the first time in a very long time again. It's taken a bit of adjusting. In fact, I still feel the pains of not being in Argentina and having my family and friends around. But this year is a year of change and challenge. I know this is difficult, but I guess that is the point.

I am now in Cusco (after a week in Lima and Arequipa). Tomorrow I trek for 4 days through the Lares Valley to Macchu Pichu. I can't wait to be in the mountains and experiencing life beyond the city even if its just for a few days.

I am coming to my last few weeks in South America. My heart is in this continent. Can't quite explain it yet but this whole continent has changed me. It has given me new life and for that I am truly privilaged and grateful. Maybe once I have been through the mountains for a few days I will have more clarity.