Helen had always feared that it would be an anticlimax, that something dreamed of for a lifetime would inevitably be smaller than the dream. She had lived so much of her life in the imagination that it was for her more powerful than reality. But what towered before her was greater than anything she might have conjured. Photographs were as ashes to a live body. Nothing captured Machu Picchu, a kingdom ruined but alive.”
“The power was not just in the configurations of stones, but in the awesome setting. A thousand feet below, the Urubamba river churned through the gorge that cut around the base of the mountain. Surrounding them a circle of snow-covered peaks and green ranges towered into a dazzling sky. The Citadel at the centre.”
from Into the Fire, by Linda Davies
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Just got back from the 4 day Inca Trail Hike. Wow. Words cannot describe it, so thankfully I have many pictures. Going to have to go pay for internet tomorrow to put some on the net, as the hostel doesn´t have CD drives.
Worth every penny.
Kylie!
Merry Christmas buddy! I’m jealous about your hike, you’ll have to fill me in over some beers when you get home. I can’t wait to see the pictures.
My dad is currently enjoying the lovely beer fairy presents you left at my apartment before the big voyage (I brought them home with me to share).
Wow, only 1 week left, enjoy every minute because for the next few months maybe even years, you’ll only want to be back where u are now.
Jenn