Cusco, at an altitude of 3,400m, is mainly known as the gateway to the Inca Trail and other Incan sites, but it’s not only that.
Lake Titicaca is the biggest lake in South America, lying in both Peruvian and Bolivian regions.
It’s also one of the most fascinating places I’ve ever been.
At the Colca Canyon in Peru, with an altitude hitting 4800m (or 15,800ft), you will feel three things: cold, breathless, and speechless.
Being only a small blog that’s still gaining the very beginnings of momentum, it’s pretty cool to find myself popping on another travel site.
Camera and Carry On have done a blog about travel tattoos – and what do you know: My wrist tattoo is on there.
To be honest, I’m really stoked about it – it’s a great feeling to be in contact with other travel bloggers and to be featured on another site.
I love tattoos too (Obviously). I have four currently, but have already planned more in my head.
Soon I’d like to do a video and blog explaining all my tattoos and what they mean to me – if you’d like to see that, let me know!
As I was suffering from the flu mixed with altitude sickness, while my roommate was suffering from altitude sickness mixed with what would later be revealed as a lung infection, we both decided to spend our quiet afternoon in Arequipa, Peru, resting up.
We’d spent the morning with our tour group exploring some local sights of Arequipa after arriving on an early flight from Lima that morning, and decided it would be best for our bodies to lay down for a nap.
We’d barely been laid down for 15 minutes when all of a sudden: