After having one of the most spectacular vacations of my life, it was unfortunately time to go home. I was the only American in the tour group and one of the only people taking just one week of vacation. I only get three weeks of vacation a year and often found myself throughout the trip wanting to bitch slap the Europeans talking about their next adventures to Bolivia, Argentina and beyond.
My last night in Peru a bunch of the party animals went out. As it often happens, I got wasted, stayed out way too late and only managed to sleep about an hour before my 6 AM alarm rang. I had an 8:10 flight...
When I visited Peru last November, I spent four days/three nights hiking the Inca Trail to Machu Picchu.
It. Was. AMAZING!
However, it did involve not showering for three days straight. I was able to fit in some makeshift bathing (hoe bath!), although most of the “bathrooms” consisted of a hole in the ground. Now, I’ve never been adept at squatting, let alone when it involves peeing. I seriously don’t know how other girls do it.
After urinating on myself several times I managed to get some sort of routine down.
What was my routine, you ask?
It went a little something like...