The sun has come out but it dances whimsically in and out of immaculate clouds. Snow capped mountains scrape the infinite. The landscape could be confused with Canadian or European scenery at first sight but the difference invariably lies in the people. Peons with indigenous skin and features carry out their everyday activities completely detached from us. There is poverty strangely wrapped in a certain halo of peacefulness and pride.
Signs accentuate local color.
Inca Kola is advertised everywhere. Drink Inca Cola. The multinational refreshments are far behind. It is impossible to feel tired. Monotony does not exist due to the diversity of landscapes during the trip where we first descend two thousand meters and later climb another 2,700 meters.