How Sad a Passage

COUNTESS "This young gentlewoman had a father,--O, that 'had'! how sad a passage 'tis!--whose skill was almost as great as his honesty; had it stretched so far, would have made nature immortal, and death should have play for lack of work." -Act I scene i, All's Well that Ends Well.

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Grayish White Granite Wonders

Here you are-were again. Random internet cafe, 3 soles an hour, just a few minutes by bus to the imposing, legendary, and beautiful Inca city of Macchu Picchu. What a past few days on the Trail from km 82. Looking forward to distilling the photos into a reasonably sized montage. But more, it sets the stage nicely both for that "other" camino in Spain and for 2009 as a whole. As John so succinctly stated - "if you've got boxes, you've got to tick 'em, yeah?" Oh, absolutely.

The left calf remains ever so sore and tight (remember that) and there were clouds at Intipunku. But no matter. Like Halleakala, all the more reason to use it as an excuse to go back. Not in the near term, but some time in the next 20 to 30 years, I imagine. The only question, as ever, is with who.

Pictures to come on the train ride back into Cuzco. As we close down further on the future trips ahead. Remember the Inca kola you bought after finishing up this post? Remember the book (title not yet selected) you purchased prior to jumping on the train? Remember the breath-taking views of Macchu Picchu from up high today at noon? How could one not... So many little moments that make up a life, and this trip has provided many to remember. Keep up the sweet work, comrade. Grander works are in store. I have a stone in my pocket that needs to get to Giza.

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