Rockies Shmrockies

I've seen this image about a million times in my life. The first time I was in 7th grade Spanish class. We were learning about the Incas. I thought it was awesome then, and since, it has never lost its intrigue. But what's special about this particular shot of Machu Picchu? I took it. My camera. I was there. I've seen some incredible things, and I've been a few places, but this...this takes the cake:

Wait wait wait! It gets even better!

Sunrise.


They travel in packs. And single file, apparently.


POTATO PEELERS NEEDED. "URGENT"


Attention all you gluten intolerant folks out there. Ever wish you could crack open a cold one? Well, have we a solution for you: Chicha. Corn based beer. Frothy, sweet, disgusting. The super low alcohol content doesn't make it anywhere near worth it.


Suffering from altitude sickness? Headache? Fatigue? Fear of heights? Chew on some coca leaves. Ain't nuthin' a little cocaine can't fix.

Unfortunately, the cathedral in Lima prohibited me from taking a picture of the Andean version on the Last Supper. There are two interesting modifications:

1. In place of Judas, the artist depicted Fransisco Pizarro, ruthless conqueror of the Inca people. Good political statement.
2. The main course? Guinea pig.

"This is the guinea pig of God who takes away the sins of the world."
~my dad

THEM!

Last night we suffered a sort of... "emergency". There are no words to describe what we experienced. Fortunately, I had my camera and was able to document the horror:
That's Christine taking cover in the front yard. Despite their numbers, they were no match for our guile. Thanks to our local Kmart, our resources were incomparable, and we were victorious....for now.

True story.