Exhuastion.

Sí, I pushed myself too hard and am now exhuasted. I think that it's lack of sleep, but unfortunately I have spent the past 36 hours being absolutely tired. I'm now spending my time playing my gameboy (I always bring it when I travel, it provides hours of entertainment and is compact! Zoe makes fun of me, but she's just jealous that she's not a Pokémon Master like myself. She claims to be a Mario spy).

But on a more fortunate note, the Andes are stunning. This could possibly be the most beautiful place I have ever been, although I keep on comparing the beauty of the San Juan Islands... Regardless, I am constantly having my breath taken away from me, which is not conducive to breathing in the high altitude!

Another aspect of Peru that strikes me is my privilege. I'm aware of how privileged I am, but seeing poverty makes it that much more obvious. I have thought more about how to be more conscious socially, here and in the US, and am slowly contemplating how I impact the people and their economy here. Tourism is huge here, and since we're travelling independently we have more choices as to how to use our money. Do we eat at the restaurant with English menus or street food? Do I hire a guide to the nearby ruins or wing it? Should I haggle in the market or accept the already inexpensive prices? Money fuels into the economy all ways, but how much am I willing to spend and is it all good?

This adventure is great, and I can't wait to be in top health so that I can truly put myself out there!