We weren’t in Cusco for very long, and one of the days Scott was ill and another I was ill so we didn’t explore as much as we wanted to but I feel like I should write about it because I loved it so much.

It is my favourite town or city we have been to so far. The Spanish influence is evident all over South America, but none (so far) as much as here. Cobblestone streets, beautiful tree lined plaza squares, cafes, quaint alleyways, and lovely little boutiques. It’s a little like Uruguay without the water-side vibe.

We stayed in a great little hostel called La Boheme run by some French expats. It was nice and small and every morning for brekky we had a choice of crepes and fresh bread with butter and jam. The first day we got there was after an overnight bus ride and Scott wasn’t well so we chilled in the room most of the day. I did pop down the road to get some lunch and found an awesome little french bakery where I got to practice some of my French 🙂 That night we just watched Game of Thrones and slept.

The next day we did a free walking tour. It wasn’t as good as the La Paz one, but it’s still cool to see the city that way, and it finished off with a ceviche cooking lesson. They only leave their fish to marinade in lime juice for 5 minutes, which for anyone who makes ceviche/kokoda is about 5 hours and 55 minutes less than usual. But it was delicious. We learnt there are 3500 different types of potatoes in Peru and 350 types of corn. And we saw skinned guinea pig ready for boiling at the market – teeth and all. yum. Cusco was and still is considered the epicenter of all things Inca so I felt a little disappointed that we didn’t get much info about the history on the tour due to our guide’s poor English, but oh well.

For lunch we went to a freaking good burger place called Fuego Burgers. Go if you can. Epic lamb patties.

That was Cusco really, fleeting, beautiful, and burgers.