The trip shows us innumerous surprises at every turn. Photo and video cameras point their lenses. Everywhere you turn there are places to trap a memory on tape or in photos. An intensely blue sky watches over us from above. 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.