ummm... machu pichu and stuff...

been drinkin tons of this stuff

after watching that young man demo this dune in eight minutes james decided we´d better giver a shot

"find your soulmate homer"

if you think winnipeg sucks...

from here on out, every time i was about to blog james he made sure to ask "is the leica in there???"

yeah bro, its in there

ill dins

i´m post-laces

so we caught the super executive bus with insane leather seats and a stuart and movies in english and BINGO!

we went to cuzco to scope machu pichu. i guess its some kinda big deal or somethin. they had such a hype vegetarian restaurant we just ate every meal there.

peoples houses were just made of mud bricks, pretty much well cut soil was their walls. it was rad. all the roofs were sweet jungle mud tiles too.

the train ride to machu pichu is like a hundred bucks which, out here, is totally insane. but luckily they made up for it with some ill grindage.

great banner

some kinda art

for steve!

so machu pichu is a total zoo. and you have to deal with a berzerker gauntlet to get there...

dont forget your student card

this is the super dooper postcard section of the blog. this photo is basically responsable for a million dollars a year worth of tourist posters.

seems like a good place to hunker down

yeah bro, its in there

it was pretty much our last day or touristing together so jamie decided to completely kick ass all day. he was ruling machu pichu. he was mostly there to scope their next level weather station.

the path that the inkas used to get here was ridiculous

see those trees, theyre growing where the path used to be.... sketchy

so basically machu pichu is a bunch of stupid gringos and a bunch of stupid rich people (rich people are totally stupid both in north america and elsewhere..)

there were a bunch of rocks everywhere

some of ´em were cut pretty good

some of em were hung pretty good

this lady was aligning her root shakra in the shadow of the oil pipeline... damn your white priviledge

these ones were piled hella good

this room was some kinda tripy echo chamber

just like science, math, turding and pretty much everything else, the inkas invented the big four.

this is probably where they sliced out virgins kidneys or whatever.

this is a wierd rabbit-like thing

the vroomster everyone!

this is the sketchy road we had to ride up to get there...

the ol´big 29, i think kanten´s got it!

so we saw tons of piled up rocks and we busted outta there

i was all psyched up cause we found a restaurant with a hype vegetarian selection

but it turns out sometimes vegetarian really means with bacon

i got stew and jamie got pizza, and for some reason she brought out mayo and ketchup

these teens were blogging my stupid gringo ass so i blogged them

so i fell asleep on the train and when i woke up this was happening... fuck that. cultural experiences be damned, im NOT into being woken up by some kind of fucked up samurai running up and down the aisles like a madman. they made up for it by giving an in-transit fashion show though.

"they sure love dressing up crosses in little vests out here!" -james

beans for breakfast!

three flat four

we went to this hype photo show

insane mural of death

they were lovign the election today

ninja training grounds

"if cuzco knew about pavement it´d be pretty shredding" -james

ledge spot

the tar hubba

i busted these kids gettin up. they were even repping their school colours

while james was blowing it leica´ing this boring tourist crap, i was blogging these kids playing pogs.

two up three down

every day is pride day

kids were learning some kinda spear dace

speaking of spears! this can only mean one thing!

this was the vegetarian place we ate every meal at in cuzco

caught a plane back to lima, caught a cab from this dude

mailed some stuff home today. aparently this flies as mail. sorry it isnt more exciting jimbo, dont bother opening it if you dont want.

so jamie and i gave each other tattoos and im pretty proud to say that its the most illegibly bad tatto i currently have. this is the wreck lottery: the first person to email me the correct answer to "what the fuck is that thing" wins a prize. bram_adey@hotmail.com

i asked for a private room, and i got four beds and a bathroom. pretty good for 5 bucks a night.

i started what i wanted to be a long ass bike ride today, this was my first meal on the road

right about here i started having doubts about my bike trip

right about here i started thinking that i couldnt walk my bike up every dune for the whole coast

right about here i decided to ride down this long ass dune i just walked up and then throw my thumb to the wind.

the dune was gnarly enough to demo this car too

i got some fruits that look and smell like limes but when you peel ´em they are like limes but instead of being full of lime juice theyre full of water....

my wish didn´t come true come true

covering billboards with election posters is legit

the dude in front of me was a fucking world champion recliner... he seriously would NOT give up.. and the kid behind me was like a more insane, really touchy, 6 year old version of tyler geurts. he would just talk and talk and talk and he never really gave a shit that no one was responding to him. he kept reaching his greasy little mits over the seat and touching my hair... i HATE children.

i got to chill on a less insanely bad bus for a while.

so heres plan B since my bike trip is totally bungled

hang out here

eat this

ride this

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and maybe if i feel good in a week or two head to ecuador and bike up that coast. which i think is less hilly and desolate than this one. what with there being less of a desert all over the place.

the first good hunk of bread i´ve had in a while