What does a recovery day entail? Well, for starters, an attempt to stay in bed for as long as possible. Key words: sleep in. And I did, until around 9:30am. Woke up in our new hostel, across town in Cusco. Hot shower! And time for breakfast:
As a group we stuffed our lunch faces with delicious falafel…although it took the dude nearly an hour and a half to prepare our food.
During the rainy afternoon, we checked out a tiny, local artisan market. Definitely some cool stuff in this shop, and wow, is Alpaca wool soft or what. After we scoped the goods, Ingmar stuffed a powdered donut with dulce de leche filling into his mouth. Yum.
“I´d like to be in a coma right now.”
…Well, after the muscle sore has started and all of this delicious food has been consumed, let the comas begin.