Picture Perfect PISAC

This past Sunday, I spent the entire day in Pisac.

Saturday night at work {or more like Sunday early early early morning} my friend, Alejandro, from Lima, told me he was going. Our conversation went a bit like this:

{Alejandro} I’m going to Pisac tomorrow.
{Me} I’ve been wanting to go there for so long!
{Alejandro} Come with me.
{Me} Nooo…no puedoo……ahh ostia, dale, VAMANOS!

So I begged my co-worker to switch shifts with me, set my alarm, and got up at 9 the next day to meet up with Alejandro for the road trip to Pisac, a little Peruvian village in the Sacred Valley on the Urubamba River.

I can honestly say it was one of the best days of this entire adventure.

Before leaving Cusco, we stopped at a panaderia for some coffee and biscuits then went on a wild goose chase, looking for the bus stop. Apparently it didnt really even matter though because once we located the bus stop, we ended up taking a cab anyways.

Twenty minutes later, we were well on our way to Pisac. On the way there, Alejandro, our taxista, and I had some great conversations. Including one about how he raises, delivers, and cooks his own cuy {guinea pig, a VERY common food here}. If you needed more proof, here’s a picture of his cuy cage that was snuggly tucked in his taxi trunk.


We saw an animal reserve on our way, so we hopped out for half an hour to explore the place. It was NOTHING LIKE THE ZOOS IN THE US. As in, they PUT ME IN A CAGE WITH CONDORS, THEN POKED/PRODDED THE CONDORS UNTIL THEY STARTED FLYING AROUND ME. I can’t tell you the last time I was that scared {oh wait, never}. Once the condors stopped flying and settled in a nesting position, Alejandro asked me if I wanted a better, close-up view. umm hmm, NO. Below is a picture of the condor…..and I didn’t zoom in at all.


before entering this pyscho's cage

The zoo workers gave me a cool condor-whistle afterwards though, so I guess it was kind of worth risking my life.

After that “experience,” we continued on our way to Pisac, taking in the incredible scenery on our way to the sacred town.


Upon arriving, we ascended to the ruins, known as the Inca Pisac, which are settled on top of a hill at the entrance to the valley. The ruins are separated by the mountain into 4 ruins: Pisaqa, Intihuatana, Q’allaqasa, and Kinchiracay. Included in these ruins are the Temple of the Sun, baths, altars, water fountains, a ceremonial platform, and this volcanic outcrop thing carved into a  “hitching post for the Sun” {thank you, info brochure}.

It was seriously amazing. Since there less touristic than Machu Picchu, most of the time it felt as if Alejandro and I were the only ones in the entire ruins. Really an amazing, eerie feeling. We got to climb all over them ……well or so we though until an occulted guard blew a whistle on Alejandro after he jumped across a gap between ruins. Our entire day was spent at these incredible Incan structures.





At one point we did get severely lost, but thank goodness ran into another couple {also lost}, and with our 4 heads, we successfully planned a route to get back down to Pisac. Once back in the village, we checked out the marketplace and headed to a cute little restaurant for dinner where we ate some special/earthy/holistic soup stuff.



I could not have asked for a better day, with a better guy in Pisac! And now I can’t stop raving about the place. If you’re planning on coming to Peru, I would definitely put Pisac on your list of places-to-go. Ya won’t regret it.

I’m really excited about my next blog post because it maps out the rest of my trip here, and reveals where this wanderita is going next! I’m still planning it out, but I’m excited to keep you all in the loop through my posts, and continue to feel so blessed 🙂 Besossss

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