So we’ve been in our new apartment for almost a week now, but I thought it would still be worth posting something about the guesthouse we were staying in when we first arrived in Cusco. Mostly because that guesthouse was reached only by one very brutal uphill climb through painfully thin air.
I decided the best way to tell this story was in audio format. This is the first time I’ve put together a podcast and it’s still a little rough around the edges, but a fun experiment nonetheless.
Hey friends, sorry for the absence of pictures and stories from our new life in Cusco. Looking for apartments has been crazy but we’re really close to being settled. Once that happens, I promise to keep a better posting schedule. For now I humbly offer a single photo of an Andean dancer from a recent festival in the city’s main plaza. Hang in there, more to come soon.
P.S. I think I’m sticking with the “s” spelling of Cusco. While not official, it seems like the most commonly used.