Ollantaytambo Travel Blog› entry 44 of 93 › view all entries
The day started disappointingly when we discovered that prices had doubled here too, and Henry wasn’t too impressed at our dismay and cynicism. Nevertheless, we toured some impressive ruins and despite seeming like he didn’t really want to be there, Henry seemed to be a knowledgable and enthusiastic guide, who clearly loved the Incas. After lunch we headed to Ollantaytambo, a stunning set of Inca ruins.
We headed to a lodge where we were due to have a final night in (relative) comfort before starting the trail, but bad news was afoot. There were transport strikes and road blockades around Cusco, meaning that if we didn’t leave for kilometre 82 (the official starting point of the trail) by around midnight we probably wouldn’t get there at all. So after dinner and a couple of hours sleep we were packed and ready but our driver was nowhere to be seen. Tim and I woke the hosts and after crossing the language barrier (just) they got in touch with the driver who had slept through his alarm. Finally he arrived at 1.15am and we were on our way. We met up with Henry and the porters and had to camp in a field, around 5km away from the starting point.