The air was chilly, people were in warm coats and hats when we arrived into the city of Cusco. We had heard that many people feel altitude sickness not only on the Machu Picchu hike which goes as high as 13,799 feet but also Cusco itself which sits 11,200 feet high. We figured…we’ll be fine, how bad could it really be? Walking out of the airport, we saw our name written in big letters on a piece of paper. We went over to the man holding it, introduced ourselves and got in the car. He drove us 20 minutes away to our hotel.
Once we arrived, they had us go into the small hotel lobby and have a seat while they brought our luggage to our room. There were a few other people sitting there as well and the hotel owner introduced himself and discussed how things were organized as well as described the area a bit. He explained that whenever we wanted to go into the town center or come from town, that they would have a complimentary car waiting for us within 10 minutes. He also explained there was complimentary tea available at all times (including the well know coca tea) and gave the hours for the complimentary breakfast…noting that if we were leaving extra early and would miss breakfast, that they would pack us a free lunch bag and put on a pot of coffee. We were quite impressed with the service. If you are taking a trip to Cusco, we strongly recommend them:www.torredorada.com
After our briefing, we saw our room was sufficient and had a shared living area to watch TV. We grabbed a cup of tea, freshened up and headed straight to the center of town. We had to check in with our tour guide, Llama Path ( www.llamapath.com). Once we arrived at the tour office, we were greeted by a llama path representative who had us sit down, showed us the list of others hiking in our group and went through a checklist of what we already had vs what we needed to rent. He of course took the remainder of our payment and told us to be back in their office tomorrow night at 7pm for a team meeting. Excited and anxious for our trip, we left the office and started to explore the city of Cusco.
We had been told about a lunch place called, Heidi’s serving a fresh organic and well priced lunch. As we made our way there…we stopped in the main square of town…admiring the architecture and fountains. There was definitely a Spanish influence. The buildings were built right next to each other with brick colored rooftops, hanging black wires connecting the electricity and the streets were made of small pebbles different from the cobblestone in Europe. Even the walls were made of huge rocks. We reached Heidi’s after walking uphill on a street so narrow a car could barely squeeze through.
Heidi’s was a small restaurant upstairs. The pre-fix menu was $9 ea and included a starter, entrée w/salad and dessert. We ordered a cup of tea to start…what exactly is this coca tea anyway? Tea made from the leaves that make cocaine? But not only is it legal here but highly suggested to ease altitude sickness. The leaves have a medicinal effect and are very common in both Peru and Ecuador. Giff ordered the tea straight meaning only leaves and hot water. I ordered one called happiness which mixed the leaves with other herbs such as dandelion and mint…all in its natural form…no tea bags.
As we waited for our lunch we both noticed we were feeling a bit light headed…it almost felt like we were lightly buzzed from drinking but hadn’t had any drinks. Was it the tea or the altitude? Giff started feeling kind of sick, very hot and felt his heart beating fast…it lasted briefly and then he was fine. We ate our lunch which started with a cous cous salad served with a spicy avocado sauce and a piece of mint…it was fresh and healthy. Our next course was a cup of carrot and coriander soup which was tasty and warm. The entrée was shredded chicken in an orange colored sauce, sliced beets, rice and a small salad. We were careful not to eat the raw lettuce and mint even though it was tempting…it was not worth getting sick. They say, when in this country to only eat what you peel yourself or boil. No raw veggies allowed and that is mainly because of the sanitary issue as well as the water not being safe to drink (at least not for foreigners).
After lunch we continued exploring the area. We took pictures and wandered around the local markets both for crafts and various foods. The crafts were things like hand-made gloves, hats and blankets made of Alpaca wool. There were hand-made chessboards amongst other gadgets. We saw a dance show being performed by locals in their bright-colored costumes on the street as a crowd of people gathered around. There were locals everywhere anxious to sell their goods which may have seemed pushy to some tourists but as we looked closely saw how truly tough these people were. We specifically admired the women as they carried their loads whether goods or babies on their backs via a blanket tied to them as we would use a backpack. There skin was thick like leather from the harsh peruvian sun beating down on them. These women…seem so strong…it’s actually quite impressive and humbling to get a glimpse of what daily life is like for them. We saw a kid singing on the street with a cup beside him for handouts and another child, maybe 2 yrs old sitting on a table in the middle of raw meats such as cow tongues and livers at the market beside her mother who was trying to make some money for her family.
After much walking around in the cold, we realized we really weren’t feeling well. We both had bad headaches and were really tired. It felt the way a bad hangover feels except we hadn’t been drinking anything. We specifically were avoiding alcohol as we were told alcohol contributes to the altitude sickness. We found a place in the main square for dinner, the Inka Grill. We told the waiter we weren’t feeling well and had just arrived today. He quickly brought us more coca tea. We ordered food, a beef stir-fry which they served with fries and llama steak which was fairly good…similar to venison, although we were noticing many of the meats were being overcooked. Our headaches weren’t going away and we realized…this was altitude sickness. They told us we would feel better tomorrow. We had our hotel pick us up and we went straight to bed.
What I like: Dark chocolate, yoga, fresh squeezed juice, laughing, hiking, wine, travel, food, lush products, being warm, having long hair, the ritual of drinking something hot first thing in the morning…
What I don’t like: When people smell their fingers, pushing elevator buttons, confrontational situations, not being able to fall asleep quickly at bedtime…
Most random job ever: Plastic surgery consultant
As for my love life: I met my husband mid way through my junior year in college, as soon as I laid my eyes on him I was attracted to him. In fact, I made the first move which was a bit out of character but there was something about him…probably the fact that he was smokin’ hot!!
Where from and where to: I grew up in NY, went to college at The Ohio State University and then headed to CA after graduation. My boyfriend (Giff) and I had a map, a borrowed van and used stuff from his mom’s basement aka a vacuum, silverware, old Christmas ornaments etc., and about $1000 each. We thought it would be a good idea to head straight to CA since neither of us had been. Being we didn’t know anyone there nor did we have a job or job interviews set up or a place to live…I would say we did it the hard way! However with a bit of help from Giff’s mom who flew out to put us up in a hotel, bought me a suit for interviewing and co-signed a lease to get us a place to live we eventually found jobs and an apartment and have been in CA for 10 years.
Our story: After moving out to CA and living together for about 3 years we got engaged. He popped the question while down on one knee on the beach at sunset after we finished our picnic he had packed of bread, cheese, shrimp cocktail and wine. He even had the ring in a box that had a light shining down on it when opened so as it was getting dark, this amazing man was asking me to be his wife as he handed me a huge rock…Yes! Yes! Yes!
In 2005 we were married (I am biased but our wedding was absolutely amazing). By the end of 2005 we were new home owners. 2006-2009- we were both happily married, attached to our 3 cats and were focused on building our careers.
Giff and I got pregnant mid year 2009 with our first baby but what should have been one of the highlights of our life was soon distracted by the news I received at the doctor’s office.
The lump in my breast that had been dismissed the year before as nothing was now being diagnosed by a different doctor as breast cancer. Thankfully Giff is a persistent person and when we went in for our ultrasound (to hear our baby’s heartbeat) he brought up the request for testing to be done on the lump rather than dismissing it based on feeling it.
The going gets rough: Things began to move so quickly at that point, it was hard to breathe. I was 30, pregnant with my first child and going into surgery to remove breast cancer. I was about to go through what would be the worst year of my life. The plan had been discussed, we were going with the most aggressive regimen possible- double mastectomy, port surgically placed in my chest, chemotherapy, drug therapy and radiation. We also had to terminate the pregnancy. This cancer was estrogen positive and the hormones were actually feeding the cancer. That little angel whom was the cause of our going into the doctor saved my life.
Giff was my rock through every step…interviewing a team of the best doctors, memorizing which medicines I needed to take and when, driving me to chemotherapy and sitting next to me while I was so scared, telling me I was beautiful when I was bald, and so many other things…words cannot express. When you say your vows, in sickness and in health…you would never guess sickness of this magnitude at this age would be in the near future. In addition to this hardship, Giff’s dad died of a complicated prostate cancer the day we came home from my surgery. I could not hold my husband as he mourned for his dad because of the pain I was in from the mastectomy. How did Giff handle all of this pain at one time? How was he so strong for me? He is amazing. Giff’s dad was one of those people whom you naturally wanted to be around…his smile was contagious, his love for life was invigorating and he listened so intently when you talked in a conversation with him. He made you feel special. We think about him often and will miss him so much.
My family and friends were also by my side…my mom flying out from NY several times to help us with cooking and cleaning and holding my hand. It must be one of the most awful things in the world to watch your baby girl be diagnosed with breast cancer. My girlfriends also flew out to take care of me and help with anything they could. Other friends living closer would come by just to sit and talk or watch movies. There were so many cards, letters, flowers, cookies, and other gifts that came from all over the country. It’s amazing to have such great people in my life. In addition to my amazing circle of friends and family, there were the strangers with whom crossed our path. Whether it was a letter in the mail from a breast cancer survivor, the anesthesiologist who called Giff during my surgery crying happy tears that the cancer had not spread to my lymph nodes, or our fertility doctor who promised to watch over our frozen embryos as if they were her own. There were so many small gestures that made such a big impact on our lives.
Looking at the bright side: Thankfully this was caught in stage 1, had it been caught a year prior by the first doctor I had gone into about the lump, it may have been caught at stage 0. Please learn from my lesson…insist the lump be tested – a lump cannot be diagnosed by touch. They were able to cut all the cancer out and after I finish the entire regimen including a pill I take over the next 5 years, they said there is a 95% chance the cancer will never come back.
Our exciting future: We’ve decided to re-prioritize, we are taking 400 days starting February 7th of 2011 to travel the world! We will travel to new places, eat new foods, taste new wines and meet new people. We will focus on healing ourselves both physically and mentally. This will be one of the best years of our lives.
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