Tomorrow I´m leaving my home at 6 AM to set off on the Inca Trail, a 4 day, 31 mile trek that ends with Machu Picchu at sunrise.
I´m extremely excited, but also terrified. Why, you ask? Because its four days of nonstop mountain climbing, which will surely prove to be the biggest physical challenge of my life. Even tougher than that one time I played 2 on 2 basketball with Aaron, Brian, and a stranger for almost a half an hour. It´ll be amazing though, I´m sure.... I´ll let you know. Hopefully I´ll get a good picture or two. (P.S. look at the classic picture of machu picchu. Then tilt your head to the right. Machu Picchu is a face. LOOK. The big part is the nose.) http://trujillodi.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/machu-picchu-foto.jpg
Maybe it´s a hoax, or nothing... but I ate it right up.
I´ll be out of touch for the next four days. Until then...
Buah
1 comment:
A) "Where's Smalldo" is clever...very clever. However, lest we forget about the summer of 2007? The name brings back horrible memories of the worst night in camp history....shivers are running down my spine.
B) Good luck on your climb of the Inca Trail. Just imagine that around every corner there is a Webbs Mills and a lucius handmade sandwich waiting for you to mack on it...and an ice cold glass bottle of coca-cola.
Forever in name of hoodjobs,
Andrew Dis Kid Knerr
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