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The Land Before Time MCXXVII: Journey to the Sacred Valley

Littlefoot sensed danger... What began as a joyous dew-filled world of song and dance became a stiffling, dangerous death-trap. There was nowhere to turn, nowhere to run and he knew his only chance to avoid extinction was to run.

Littlefoot ran, faster than one could imagine an apatasaurus could ever run. Oh, thank the trilobites he was no brachiosaurus with a neck that towered above the foliage. He could keep his head tucked well below green canopy avoiding detection from the hunters.

The ferns and giant horsetails whipped his humungous bulk as if

As you will no doubt recall, I am currently sharing an apartment with my cousin Alana and her friend Tammie. Tammie´s parents and grandparents came to visit this past week and will be here for another. They arrived on Wednesday and on Saturday they invited Alana and I plus a couple of our Peruvian friends to go with them on a tour of the Sacred Valley of the Incas.

So we reserved a thirteen-passenger van hired with a tour guide and we set off. Our first stop was the town of Pisac, capital of the sacred valley, which boasts some ruins and a great town market. Because Alana, Tammie and I were too cheap to buy the tourist ticket that gets you into the ruins (because we see ruins all the time) we got out and waited at the control point while the others went on. While waiting we recruited some of the local kids into a game of Uno. I totally won twice. Those kids didn´t even know what hit `em.

Next we went down to the town market where I took this wonderful picture of myself behaving touristy. (Yes I took this picture myself with the camera you see here and I´ll give someone a piece of candy if they can explain how I did it.)


After Pisac we headed further up the valley to the town of Urubamaba, capital of the Sacred Valley, where the Schwieders (Tammie´s family) treated us all to a nice buffet lunch. Some of the dishes included such favorites as stuffed peppers, lamb stew, alpaca stew and phlagn.

Even though the Schwieders aren´t featured in the picture below, I promise they were there.

After a great lunch we headed to the town of Ollantaytambo, capital of the Sacred Valley, where we were able to see more ruins. Alana and I had been there before my first week here.

I also met a new friend there, featured in the picture below.

We stopped at one more town on the way home for some more ruins and then went back to our apartment. It had been a fun day.