Then it was time to take the train through Urumbamba to Machu Picchu. What a beautiful relaxing trip following the river.
Still trouble breathing and a pretty severe headache so had oxygen on the train which really helped. Machu Picchu means Old Mountain and is known as the "Lost city of the Incas". The altitude is 2453 metres high and was mapped by a German cartographer Herman Gohring in 1874. I don't know what I was expecting but it didn't seem to look anything like the photos I had seen.
We spent several hours climbing up and around the ruins. It is a huge place. Coming in the afternoon is good as most people were heading home. We saw the Temple of the Three Windows, Temple of the Condor, the Inkas house and the agricultural sector.
We had a scrumptious dinner at the beautiful hotel, but I am going to do a separate blog about that.