"How is it possible to feel nostalgia for a world I never knew?” - Motorcycle Diaries (2004)
The famous words from Che Guevarra as he entered the lost city. I was having goosebumps myself while treking up.
The journey to Machu Picchu is a journey of both calmness and wonder. As you get closer, the landscape becomes more and more stunning. The mountains rise up around you. The air is crisp and clean, and the only sounds are the chirping of birds and the rushing of rivers.
As you finally approach Machu Picchu, you are greeted by the magnificent fog that envelopes the mountaintop. The fog is ever-changing, sometimes obscuring the ruins and sometimes revealing them in all their glory.
Once you are inside Machu Picchu, you are struck by the sense of calmness that permeates the ruins. The stones are well-preserved, and the layout of the city is still evident. It is easy to imagine what life was like here for the Incas. The fog adds to the sense of calmness. It also plays with the light, creating ever-changing shadows and highlights. The effect is mesmerizing.
You can wander around the ruins for hours, lost in thought. It is like being in a different world, a world where time has stood still. It is a truly magical sight.
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