i´m alive

yes i am, despite getting myself a nice high fever straight after the Inca Trail. day one i headed the pack. day two was slow torture. day three i mistook myself for an active person and ran, a lot, even going much further than i had to. day four, much of the same, including climbing wayna picchu. day five, back in cuzco, i was delusional and very week, doing cruel things to the hostal bathroom amenities.

i have lots of notes, and drawings. three from today:

1. on top of a micro, five sheep, their legs tied and entangled, lying on their backs watching as the altiplanos rise at 85kms per hour.
2. our bus driver has some kind of zen sense. we top a rise on the wrong side of the road and, at the same time, a van comes the other way, breaking the same rule.
3. 100 peruvina soles in the hand is much more valuable to a Bolivian border guard than an i-pod nano.

many more soon, and photos, i promise!

Tim