After climbing the Inca Trail for four days to reach Macchu Picchu we deserved a party.
And what better place to treat ourselves and to numb our aching legs with a cocktail than in the party town of Cusco.
Meeting my Inca Trail buddies at their hotel we wandered through the Inca-wall-lined streets to 'Fallen Angel'....a cocktail-come-wine bar that would sit happily in any modern city in the world. With beautiful art work lining the walls, dim lighting and a cocktail menu to rival that of any West End bar, I was a million miles away from the dusty trail and inca ruins.
This was much more my style.
Sipping our daiquiris and popping the cork off a well deserved bottle of champagne, we savoured appetizers and reminiced over a walk that seemed a world away.
Cusco comes alive at night. From sleeply colonial city reeking of inca history during the day, at night it becomes a party town with touters drawing crowds into nightclubs surrounding the main square. With promises of free drinks we chose one pumping out samba tunes with a live band and plenty of happy locals.
Dancing the night away it was a reward for the work we'd done and the trek we'd accomplished....and a reminder of where we really belong.
Till next time...
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