Inca Trail | Machu Picchu & Aguas Calientes

The big day.

Last day in the jungle. We checked out of the reserved and headed towards the sun gate.


A layer of clouds was just over our heads, and I got a glimpse once again of the Urubamba river. The Andes were simply showing off in their beauty.


The short narrow steps to Intipunku were brutal, but the views were worth the effort. I could now see Machu Picchu in the distance. During the solstices, the sun aligns through this gate with a rock at the main altar and cast a shadow of a jaguar.


After limping for two days with an irritated IT band, I made it to the ruins. We had them to ourselves if only for a little while as hikers are allowed in before the general public. Javier went far beyond the call with a superb tour of his ancestor’s pride and joy.


I spend the best couple of hours exploring the ruins before taking a bus ride to the charming town of Aguas Calientes. A quick stroll through the tourist spots, the main square and it was time for a massage to stretch the IT band.


The night fell as the last train left the station cutting through the narrow streets.