Our original plan was to return from Machu Picchu, spend the night in Cusco, and set out the next morning for the hot springs in Lares. We ended up getting into Cusco around 9:30pm on Wednesday (01/22), and the thought of putting back on our sweaty clothes from the Inca Trail the next morning was too much to handle. Plus, on the long bus ride back we made friends with an awesome couple from a suburb of Sao Paulo. We were happy to spend an extra day in Cusco resting, getting our laundry cleaned, and having dinner & drinks with our new friends. (we hope to meet up with them in Brazil for an evening)
Lares is a town about two hours above the Sacred Valley of the Incas which can be reached by taking two local buses, with a transfer in Calca. We had about an hour to kill while waiting for the second bus (Calca to Lares) to fill up, and enjoyed watching a very cute old couple cleaning their store front and selling ice cream bars to a variety of people coming down the street. There was also a market across the street which provided a bathroom and another source for peoplewatching.
The pools varied in temperture, and the children congregated in those that were cooler. These same pools smelled a little like pee, so we kept to the hot pools in the middle. These were about as hot as we could handle, so it was a constant cycle of heating up, getting out, rinsing in the cooler waterfall nearby, and then getting back in.
It was all very refreshing and relaxing, and we enjoyed the proximity to the river. We finally called it quits once our fingers became prunes.
As this was our first night camping, I was excited to use all the gear I´ve been lugging around thus far. I broke out the stove, boiled some water, carmelized some onions, and cooked pasta. For all the effort, it came out a little gross because the pasta was wierdly mushy and sticky... Perhaps it was the pasta's fault, or maybe it cooks weird when using a camping stove. Either way it was a little disappointing. We fell asleep with the sounds of water cascading down the river.
The next morning we woke up, eventually made it into the thermal waters before the morning heated up, and then began breaking down our camp.
The next morning we woke up, eventually made it into the thermal waters before the morning heated up, and then began breaking down our camp.
Just as we were walking back up to our site, my BRAND NEW air mattress decided that I over-inflated it the night before, and burst in the morning heat. Great..... I was sad for an hour or two, but we listened to music and relaxed for the rest of the morning. The sun was doing damage, so I took shelter in the only shade I could find:
We hiked back in time to catch the bus back to Calca, and saw some cool mineral deposits along the way.
Our leg from Calca back to Cusco was terrifying because we took a ride with a taxi driver who was screeching around turns like he was in formula 1 in a past life. We are now alive, and in Puno.