Before we left Arequipa the next morning, our little sub group headed back to the main square to visit the cathedral which was free entry early in the morning. That was ok, but the real brucey was we witnessed the start of an annual event celebrating the old inca messengers that ran 650 km from Arequipa to Cusco. They had a school group, a cadet group and a group of genuine marathon runners who will run as a tag team the while distance. They now use the event to promote sports and partnerships over the regions.
We left Arequipa by 8 on a bus that would be ours for the next three days with a driver and another guide and headed up higher into the Colca Canyon region. After an hour we passed the runner of the event that had set off early in the morning, he was at least forty going at a decent pace! The scenery of the open plains and snow capped volcanos opened up, this was the South America I was waiting up get my teeth back into. Unfortunately the bus journey was broken up by our guide on the microphone delivering potentially interesting information in a listless un-engaging fashion and I know I wasn’t the only one who wished she’d shut up. We stopped to take photos of lamas, alpaca and the sweet doe eyed Vicuña. We passed the highest point of the crossing at 4800, just getting on and off the bus for a few photos left us all panting! Chewing on coca leaves, drinking coca tea and plenty of water are all things that should help with the altitude.
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