Anyone who’s seen me hoist up my 65L backpack at baggage claim could tell you: I’m not the person to go to for “packing light” advice. When it comes to negotiating what to take and what to leave behind, I tend to cut back in all the wrong areas. Example: I packed around a dozen crossword puzzles for Peru— actually taken from newspapers, so each one came with the entire page— but thought eh, who needs a sweater?
That said, I’m a sucker for a good list. Traditionally, I spend the week or so leading up to a trip excitedly writing and rewriting my entire packing list, right down to how many socks I plan on bringing. I even get weirdly into reading other people’s packing lists. I couldn’t tell you why, but I truly love packing. (And yes, I do feel a little #blessed for that.)
This is my last post in a three-part series documenting my Salkantay Trek tour, wrapping things up at Machu Picchu. Want to start from the beginning? Head to Part 1 and Part 2. I’ve condensed my tips for the trek into this, my final post on reaching Machu Picchu. If you’re looking for facts and figures, scroll down for my Salkantay Trek packing list, tips, and information on what it costs.
By the end of our fourth day on the Salkantay Trek, we had seen so many beautiful landscapes that I had almost forgotten what lay at the end of the trek. But on the morning of our fifth and final day, that changed. It started to sink in: we were going to Machu Picchu.
Not many things could get me to happily roll out of bed at 3:00 a.m. and spend the next two hours sitting on the sidewalk. But if anything makes that list, it’s Machu Picchu.
Yeah, that’s right— it’s June and I’m just now publishing a post about my 2018 travel plans. What can I say? It’s been an uneventful year. (Just kidding?)
I can’t believe it’s been over a year since I’ve been in Latin America, spoken Spanish regularly, or even gone on a dive. I’m. So. Ready. And now that I’ve bought my ticket, I can finally (officially) share my plans for the fall and winter of 2018: three months in Peru, Ecuador, and (sort of) Mexico. (…It’s a lot of ground to cover in three months. Any planning advice would be much appreciated!) And to add to my nervous excitement, my boyfriend, Nick, will be coming along for the first month. We are very stoked.