The Inca Trail has been on my mind lately. First, a friend told me it was mentioned on a (crappy) tv show she knows I DVR and had I seen it yet, I have now. Second, I was looking at a question on an application that brought the trail to mind.
So, I’ve been thinking about the Inca Trail. The first thing that comes to mind is just how beautiful it was up high in the Andes. The second thing that comes to mind is how the six of us in the group made such a great team. And the third thing is the memory of moments in peaceful solitude – when I lagged behind, with my camera as a visible excuse.
I am also thinking about how slowly, step by step and with each lungful of (thin) air, I accomplished something. The trail ends at Machu Picchu. It is an amazing place to see with your own eye and exploring the site is tremendous. However, for me the journey to get there was worth more than checking a landmark off the list.
Truth be told, it was a less iconic ruin I enjoyed more. My group had Winay Wayna all to ourselves for hours, and we wandered around it freely to our heart’s content.
I remember sitting inside a “room” noticing that far below was the river we started trekking beside and just above we could see the mountain called Machu Picchu – around which in the morning lay our destination. I liked how you could see how far we’d come, how close the end was.
I always love the journey, the adventure is fun, and with this job search stuff I just wish I could see where it ends. I’m ready for the next chapter – and excited to start it whatever it is.